<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666</id><updated>2011-10-07T21:38:18.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aleatório</title><subtitle type='html'>Comentários soltos, rasos, infames, contraditórios, desnecessários, sem critério e nada originais sobre música, cinema, tv, internet, esportes, livros, e o que mais der na cabeça...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>387</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-95439763</id><published>2003-06-08T20:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T20:02:03.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mudança&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os arquivos continuam aqui, mas os posts novos estão em &lt;a href="http://www.aleatorio.blogger.com.br"&gt;www.aleatorio.blogger.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-95439763?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95439763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95439763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95439763' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-95154621</id><published>2003-06-01T12:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T12:25:00.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Stop The Clocks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma semana para o provão do MEC e 10 dias para a entrega da monografia para correção. E eu aqui, escrevendo no blog. Acho que também ando precisando de uma bronca bem dada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-95154621?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95154621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95154621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95154621' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-95130817</id><published>2003-05-31T17:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T01:49:25.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Eu mereço&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os bárbaros do prédio da frente estão há pelo menos meia hora falando alto sobre jogadores de futebol e tirando sarro nos times adversários. Como eu odeio esse tipo de conversa, ainda mais quando tenho que me concentrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-95130817?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95130817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95130817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95130817' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-95130132</id><published>2003-05-31T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T17:33:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Reloaded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- é muito pior do que o primeiro (que também não me empolgou tanto assim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- as lutas, as roupas, a fotografia, os efeitos...visualmente o filme é lindo,  mas simplesmente não me empolga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a &lt;b&gt;Monica Bellucci &lt;/b&gt;aparece muito pouco e bem menos exuberante do que de costume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pior que aquela rave, só o &lt;b&gt;Neo&lt;/b&gt; voando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- eu sei que a história só vai terminar com o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revolutions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, mas os pretensiosos irmãos &lt;b&gt;Warchowski&lt;/b&gt; poderiam ter achado uma solução melhor para o final desse filme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- o trailer de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revolutions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; que passa no final dos créditos é muito curto e frustrante. Mostra uma cena bem legal de duelo na chuva (cenas com chuva sempre são legais), mas é pouco para recompensar quem esperou os créditos mais longos que eu já vi (e já vi muitos), ainda por cima ao som de música ruim. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- de positivo: a companhia, ter sentado naquelas cadeiras de casal (ou de gordo), não ter enfrentado filas, ninguém ter aplaudido e o trailer de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Último Samurai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-95130132?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95130132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95130132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95130132' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-95086547</id><published>2003-05-30T13:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T13:35:25.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Preciso comprar umas fitas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MTV promete exibir na íntegra o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, junto com um especial sobre o Bowie. Primeira parte hoje (22h) e segunda parte domingo (16h30). Esse tipo de coisa anda tão raro na MTV que merece ser anunciado. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-95086547?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95086547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/95086547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95086547' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94862177</id><published>2003-05-25T12:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T14:58:28.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Embriagado de Amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falando em &lt;b&gt;PT Anderson&lt;/b&gt;, estava mais curioso para ver o filme dele atual do que o &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Matrix Reloaded&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Mas como os cinemas de Londrina não me dão escolha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94862177?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94862177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94862177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94862177' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94861733</id><published>2003-05-25T12:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T12:31:14.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Quem disse que esse blog não traz nada de útil?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa é provavelmente a informação mais útil de toda a história desse blog. A Globo promete para essa madrugada (0h40min de segunda-feira) a exibição de &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jogada de Risco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hard Eight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), primeiro filme do &lt;b&gt;Paul Thomas Anderson&lt;/b&gt;. Junto com &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pura Adrenalina &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bottle Rocket&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;), primeiro filme do &lt;b&gt;Wes Anderson&lt;/b&gt;, é um dos filmes que eu mais tenho curiosidade em ver. Não é o ideal ver um filme pela primeira vez dublado, mas como não acho nas locadoras, não vou perder de jeito nenhum. Outro problema é que a filial paranaense da Globo tem um programa muito escroto chamado &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Camisa 12 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(uma mesa redonda sobre o esporte paranaense, uma das coisas que mais me irritam na tv) e o filme só vai ao ar meia hora mais tarde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94861733?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94861733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94861733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94861733' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94723298</id><published>2003-05-22T02:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T02:42:45.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Back In Black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo já sabe, mas eu não posso deixar de registrar aqui que o &lt;a href="http://www.screamyell.com.br"&gt;Scream &amp; Yell &lt;/a&gt;voltou. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94723298?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94723298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94723298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94723298' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94622117</id><published>2003-05-20T04:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T04:52:20.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Serendipity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme que a palavra inspirou não é grande coisa apesar de alguns destaques (acabei de baixar a música, é linda mesmo), mas a palavra em si e o seu significado é muito interessante. Algo como a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;habilidade de fazer descobertas agradáveis e inesperadas inteiramente por acaso&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Sinais&lt;/i&gt; ou &lt;i&gt;coincidências&lt;/i&gt;, não sei bem o que são, mas o fato é que têm ocorrido com uma freqüência desconcertante &lt;i&gt;esses dias&lt;/i&gt;. Essa música vai para quem entendeu esse post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;These Days &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nico&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've been out walking&lt;br /&gt;I don't do too much talking&lt;br /&gt;These days, these days.&lt;br /&gt;These days I seem to think a lot&lt;br /&gt;About the things that I forgot to do&lt;br /&gt;And all the times I had the chance to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've stopped my rambling,&lt;br /&gt;I don't do too much gambling&lt;br /&gt;These days, these days.&lt;br /&gt;These days I seem to think about&lt;br /&gt;How all the changes came about my ways&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I'll see another highway&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had a lover,&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll risk another&lt;br /&gt;These days, these days.&lt;br /&gt;And if I seem to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;To live the life that I have made in song&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I've been losing so long.&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la, la la.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I've stopped my dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;I won't do too much scheming&lt;br /&gt;These days, these days.&lt;br /&gt;These days I sit on corner stones&lt;br /&gt;And count the time in quarter tones to ten.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't confront me with my failures,&lt;br /&gt;I had not forgotten them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94622117?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94622117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94622117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94622117' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94521811</id><published>2003-05-18T00:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T03:37:56.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Uma é normal, duas acontecem, mas &lt;i&gt;Três É Demais&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que ocorreu é muito grave (sabem a diferença entre medo e pânico? então...), a última coisa que eu poderia fazer é piada (ainda por cima, da pior espécie - trocadilho) com a situação. Mas enfim, dizem que saber rir das próprias desgraças ajuda a suportá-las. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só espero que assim como nos filmes do &lt;b&gt;Wes Anderson&lt;/b&gt;, os perdedores consigam a redenção no final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94521811?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94521811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94521811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94521811' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94519774</id><published>2003-05-17T23:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T23:33:03.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So Gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há exatos dez anos era lançado o single de &lt;b&gt;So Young&lt;/b&gt;, quarto e último retirado do primeiro disco do &lt;b&gt;Suede&lt;/b&gt;. Não conheço todos os b-sides da banda para afirmar que esse é o melhor single, mas ao lado de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animal Nitrate &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;e &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay Together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, é a música da banda que mais gosto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94519774?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94519774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94519774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94519774' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94433452</id><published>2003-05-16T02:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T02:38:18.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Gosto sim, e daí?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele refrãozinho safado e grudento de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dilemma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, música do &lt;b&gt;Nelly&lt;/b&gt; com a &lt;b&gt;Kelly Rowland &lt;/b&gt;está na minha cabeça há horas. E o pior é que eu estou gostando. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94433452?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94433452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94433452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94433452' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94373109</id><published>2003-05-15T02:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T02:49:04.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bitchpop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popbitch.com"&gt;A genialidade de &lt;b&gt;Jean-Claude Van Damme&lt;/b&gt;, o que &lt;b&gt;Leonardo Di Caprio &lt;/b&gt;ouve nos seus fones de ouvido enquanto transa, como as meninas do &lt;b&gt;Atomic Kitten's &lt;/b&gt;preferem seus espelhos e os quatro "Cs" que &lt;b&gt;Tom Jones&lt;/b&gt; gosta depois do jantar. &lt;/a&gt;Sensacional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94373109?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94373109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94373109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94373109' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94310760</id><published>2003-05-14T02:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T02:08:20.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Não tem preço &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muito tempo resistindo, acabei comprando o &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Murmur&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Importado, novo e caro. Fazia tempo que eu queria, mas nunca tinha coragem dar tanto dinheiro por um cd. Mas depois que vi gente pagando R$ 36 em discos da &lt;b&gt;Madonna&lt;/b&gt; ou do &lt;b&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/b&gt;, acho até que o primeiro álbum do &lt;b&gt;R.E.M. &lt;/b&gt;saiu barato. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94310760?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94310760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94310760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94310760' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94224731</id><published>2003-05-12T17:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T17:58:54.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Tela Quente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Praia &lt;/b&gt;é acima da média, mas é o pior &lt;b&gt;Danny Boyle&lt;/b&gt;, dos que eu já assisti. &lt;b&gt;Leonardo Di Caprio &lt;/b&gt;substituindo &lt;b&gt;Ewan McGregor &lt;/b&gt;como protagonista explica muita coisa.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94224731?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94224731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94224731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94224731' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-94224377</id><published>2003-05-12T17:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T18:00:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Referências&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não conhecia &lt;b&gt;Garbage&lt;/b&gt; até ver o clipe de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Push It &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;na MTV. Foi o suficiente para comprar o &lt;b&gt;Version 2.0.&lt;/b&gt; Com o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lay It Down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Cowboy Junkies&lt;/b&gt;, foi ainda pior: a única música que eu conhecia da banda era uma regravação, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweet Jane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Velvet Underground&lt;/b&gt;, que nem estava no disco. Pois hoje eu comprei o cd &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resigned&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Michael Penn&lt;/b&gt;, sem nunca ter ouvido uma música dele. A única coisa que eu sabia é que ele é o marido da &lt;b&gt;Aimee Mann&lt;/b&gt;. Não é pouca coisa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro que os fato de os três cds estarem em liquidação contou muito. Mas os três são muito bons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-94224377?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94224377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/94224377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94224377' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93974522</id><published>2003-05-08T02:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T03:04:10.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I Don't Want To Grow Up &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miguel Reale &lt;/b&gt;o cacete. Com o dinheiro que eu compraria o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Filosofia do Direito &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;dá, com sobras, para comprar as edições de colecionador (capa dura, desenhos e comentários novos) do &lt;b&gt;Pequeno Princípe &lt;/b&gt;e da &lt;b&gt;Alice&lt;/b&gt; (um só volume com &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No País das Maravilhas &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;e &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Através do Espelho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93974522?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93974522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93974522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93974522' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93973938</id><published>2003-05-08T02:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T03:31:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Closed Caption&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anteontem, no Carrefour, estava passando um dvd do &lt;b&gt;Zezé di Camargo &amp; Luciano &lt;/b&gt;com as músicas legendadas em inglês. Mais engraçado que isso só se fosse em italiano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93973938?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93973938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93973938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93973938' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93732507</id><published>2003-05-04T00:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T00:50:58.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Banzo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o carro não for engolido por um dos milhares de buracos da BR-153, amanhã a essa hora já estarei na pequena Londres, depois de um mês fora. Além das pessoas e da temperatura bem mais agradável, espero encontrar vários disquinhos raros e baratos nos sebos da cidade. Os últimos achados foram o &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Great Escape&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Blur&lt;/b&gt; o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rank&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Smiths&lt;/b&gt; e vários singles do &lt;b&gt;Oasis&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93732507?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93732507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93732507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93732507' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93730875</id><published>2003-05-04T00:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T00:20:04.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Medo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aleatorio.no.sapo.pt/jewel.jpg" alt="que merda de capa é essa?" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo que vem sendo comentado (li algo sobre "batidas dance e hip hop"), pelo produtor que já trabalhou com &lt;b&gt;Enrique Iglesias&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Santana &lt;/b&gt;e &lt;b&gt;Shakira &lt;/b&gt;(embora eu não tenha nada contra a última) e pela capa, estou com medo de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;0304&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, disco novo da &lt;b&gt;Jewel&lt;/b&gt;, que sai exatamente daqui a um mês. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93730875?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93730875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93730875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93730875' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93716694</id><published>2003-05-03T16:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T16:57:40.600-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Antes fossem discos ao vivo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas das bandas que mais gosto (uma já foi minha preferida, a outra é a atual) lançam coletâneas esse ano, o que não me deixa nenhum pouco feliz. A do &lt;b&gt;R.E.M. &lt;/b&gt;sai em 30 de setembro e trará pelo menos duas inéditas. A do &lt;b&gt;Suede &lt;/b&gt;ainda não tem data e também deve trazer duas músicas novas. Junto com a coletânea deve sair a biografia oficial da banda, o que não é um bom sinal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93716694?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93716694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93716694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93716694' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93635892</id><published>2003-05-02T01:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T01:33:54.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme é tão bom que no final nem fiquei muito irritado com os adolescentes que insistem em bater palmas e gritar dentro do cinema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que é estranho afirmar que o melhor motivo para se ver um filme que tem a &lt;b&gt;Halle Berry &lt;/b&gt;e a &lt;b&gt;Anna Paquin &lt;/b&gt;é um homem, mas não dá para negar que enorme parte do sucesso das versões cinematográficas de &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;X-Men &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;se deve ao &lt;b&gt;Wolverine&lt;/b&gt;. A escolha de &lt;b&gt;Hugh Jackman &lt;/b&gt;para o papel foi de longe a melhor já feita em filmes de heróis. Li uma vez que &lt;b&gt;Jackman &lt;/b&gt;seria uma espécie de &lt;b&gt;Clint Eastwood &lt;/b&gt;jovem. E o que me passou na cabeça hoje no cinema, durante a cena em que um impiedoso e enfurecido &lt;b&gt;Wolverine &lt;/b&gt;defende a Escola do &lt;b&gt;Prof. Xavier &lt;/b&gt;durante a invasão, foi de fato a mesma coisa que eu pensei quando vi pela primeira vez um filme de &lt;b&gt;Eastwood&lt;/b&gt;, o sensacional &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os Imperdoáveis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: "quando eu crescer quero ser igual a esse cara". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93635892?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93635892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93635892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93635892' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93380635</id><published>2003-04-28T01:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T01:59:58.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/folha/bbc/ult272u19947.shtml"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madonna xinga internautas que fazem pirataria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francamente, quem baixa esse tipo de coisa merece. O pior é que tem fã que é tão besta que vai querer ter esses arquivos falsos. O melhor é que depois disso o site oficial da cantora foi &lt;a href="http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/madonnasplash1.html?yhnws"&gt;hackeado &lt;/a&gt;e o invasor colocou arquivos para download e a resposta "&lt;i&gt;This is what the fuck I think I´m doing...&lt;/i&gt;". E chega de falar nela, everybody else is doing, why should I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93380635?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93380635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93380635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93380635' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93280915</id><published>2003-04-26T01:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T01:54:14.770-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Não, eu não gosto, e daí?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que a &lt;b&gt;Madonna &lt;/b&gt;lança um disco eu tenho vontade de parar de acompanhar notícias sobre cultura pop. A única música dela que eu realmente gosto (e muito, por sinal) é &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like A Prayer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Tolero outras poucas e odeio a maioria. Mas pior do que as músicas é a babação de ovo, a atenção que os factóides que antecedem os discos recebem da mídia. Factóides que estão cada vez piores. Essa "polêmica" do vídeo de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;American Life &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;foi ridícula. Outra coisa que me deixa irritado é quando ouço que ela é "linda". Quem fica repetindo isso deveria ser obrigado a ver a cara dela hoje, ao acordar, sem maquiagem, sem iluminação favorável e sem um fotógrafo camarada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93280915?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93280915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93280915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93280915' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93221060</id><published>2003-04-25T01:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T01:23:15.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Riso Amarelo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A charge em si não tem a menor graça, mas a cara de constrangimento do &lt;b&gt;William Bonner &lt;/b&gt;depois da animação do &lt;b&gt;Chico Caruso &lt;/b&gt;no &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jornal Nacional &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;é muito engraçada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93221060?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93221060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93221060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93221060' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93095370</id><published>2003-04-23T02:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T02:44:30.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sede&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beverage.co.jp/ggtea/p_cm.html"&gt;Propaganda japonesa com &lt;b&gt;Britney Spears &lt;/b&gt;dançando &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;All Day And All Of The Night &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;The Kinks&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; Interessante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93095370?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93095370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93095370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93095370' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93094937</id><published>2003-04-23T02:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T02:34:33.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Quem tinha que morrer não morre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aleatorio.no.sapo.pt/lombardi.jpg" alt="de preferência, lenta e dolorosa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carlos Lombardi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humberto Martins &lt;/b&gt;sem camisa, pseudo-gostosas de lingerie fazendo caras e bocas, &lt;b&gt;Nair Bello &lt;/b&gt;gritando com os filhos em um roteiro exdrúxulo e imbecil. Claro que é mais uma irritante novela de &lt;b&gt;Carlos Lombardi&lt;/b&gt;, autor da sucessora de &lt;b&gt;O Beijo do Vampiro&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93094937?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93094937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93094937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93094937' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-93094322</id><published>2003-04-23T02:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T02:19:37.523-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Luto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mauro Rasi &lt;/b&gt;morreu sendo processado pela &lt;b&gt;Governadora do Estado&lt;/b&gt;, que além de perseguir quem tenta abrir os olhos da população, não consegue garantir que as famílias velem seus mortos em segurança. É...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-93094322?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93094322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/93094322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93094322' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92968393</id><published>2003-04-21T02:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T03:08:01.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ainda vou sentir saudades do &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;KLB&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/folha/ilustrada/ult90u32244.shtml"&gt;"Nem sei quantas cartas chegam. Acho que são umas 300 por semana. É maravilhoso esse retorno, mas nossa profissão não tem esse glamour que as pessoas imaginam. A gente sofre mais que se trabalhasse na estiva"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dado Dodabella&lt;/b&gt;, na &lt;a href="http://www.folha.com.br"&gt;Folha Online&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não bastasse o absurdo acima, ainda tive que ler na mesma reportagem (também, isso é coisa que se leia?) que o insuportável namorado da insuportável &lt;b&gt;Deborah Secco &lt;/b&gt;vai lançar um disco com o infame título &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dado pra Você&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Lembro que tinha ficado feliz quando li que ele não fazia mais parte da &lt;b&gt;Globo&lt;/b&gt;, mas agora ele vai estar em todas as rádios e canais. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92968393?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92968393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92968393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92968393' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92914402</id><published>2003-04-19T23:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T23:54:59.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bizarre Love Triangle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/arts/features/story/0,11710,934830,00.html"&gt;Extensa matéria do The Guardian sobre o triângulo Brett Anderson - Justine Frischmann - Damon Albarn&lt;/a&gt;. Mais do que fofoca, parte da história do Britpop. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92914402?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92914402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92914402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92914402' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92867310</id><published>2003-04-18T22:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T23:00:10.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A tradicional piada da Sexta-Feira da Paixão do Aleatório&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe a diferença entre Jesus e um quadro de Jesus? Para pendurar o quadro só é necessário um prego...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92867310?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92867310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92867310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92867310' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92759922</id><published>2003-04-17T01:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T01:48:54.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;As melhores covers feitas pelos Ramones&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somebody To Love &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Jefferson Airplane&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;09. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Substitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;The Who&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Don't Want To Grow Up &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Tom Waits&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Surfin' Bird &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Trashmen&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do You Wanna Dance? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Bobby Freeman&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Out Of Time &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Rolling Stones&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, I Love You &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;The Ronettes&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I Love You &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Johnny Thunders&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Needles &amp; Pins &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Jackie de Shannon&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can´t Seem To Make You Mine &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(&lt;b&gt;The Seeds&lt;/b&gt;) – na minha modesta opinião, a melhor cover já feita em todos os tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92759922?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92759922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92759922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92759922' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92697806</id><published>2003-04-16T02:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T02:28:57.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Expectativas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adaptação &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;esperando muita coisa (por causa do trailer, principalmente, e pela dupla &lt;b&gt;Jonze &lt;/b&gt;e &lt;b&gt;Kaufman&lt;/b&gt;). Não que eu não tenha gostado, mas me decepcionou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As Horas &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;esperando muita coisa (por causa das atrizes, principalmente, e por tudo que ouvi falar). E gostei muito mais do que esperava. Se tivesse visto antes do Oscar talvez não tivesse torcido por &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. E a &lt;b&gt;Julianne Moore &lt;/b&gt;é sensacional. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92697806?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92697806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92697806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92697806' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92696804</id><published>2003-04-16T01:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T01:53:09.296-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Clima Estranho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito engraçados os comentários do jornalista &lt;b&gt;Carlos Nascimento &lt;/b&gt;sobre &lt;b&gt;Evaristo Costa &lt;/b&gt;, que anuncia a previsão do tempo no &lt;b&gt;Jornal Hoje&lt;/b&gt;. Há algumas semanas depois de comentar que o final de semana tinha sido de sol, o moço teve que ouvir do apresentador algo do tipo "é por isso que você está moreninho". Na última segunda ao comentar sobre a queda de temperatura, o rapaz teve que ouvir comentários de &lt;b&gt;Nascimento &lt;/b&gt;sobre seu "terninho de lã". Compensam os comentários idiotas da &lt;b&gt;Sandra Annenberg&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92696804?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92696804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92696804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92696804' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92695578</id><published>2003-04-16T01:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T01:27:46.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Forever Delayed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já estava certo de que iria aproveitar o dia mais chato do ano (Sexta Santa) para ver &lt;b&gt;Punch-Drunk Love&lt;/b&gt;, mas a estréia do último filme de &lt;b&gt;Paul Thomas Anderson &lt;/b&gt;foi novamente adiada. Estava previsto para chegar aos cinemas em Março, depois para essa semana, agora a data é 09 de Maio. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92695578?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92695578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92695578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92695578' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92695154</id><published>2003-04-16T01:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T01:59:03.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Desinformado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notinha da &lt;b&gt;Folha de S.P.&lt;/b&gt;, na coluna de &lt;b&gt;Mônica Bergamo &lt;/b&gt;da última quinta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Escândalo&lt;br /&gt;Na reunião que tiveram com o presidente da Câmara, João Paulo Cunha, para pedir apoio contra a pirataria, os artistas (entre outros, Gabriel, o Pensador, Martinho da Vila e Alcione) tiveram que engolir essa: "Tudo bem, mas o preço dos CDs é um escândalo". Cunha disse que nem ele paga R$ 20 por CD, preferindo comprar em liquidações de hipermercados. Sua última aquisição foi um CD de Marina, adquirido por R$ 5,99. Os artistas jogaram a culpa nas gravadoras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percebe-se que o deputado não entra numa loja de CDs há muito tempo. Se R$ 20 é um escândalo, nem imagino como ele definiria os preços atuais dos lançamentos, que estão entre R$ 30 e R$35.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92695154?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92695154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92695154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92695154' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92694484</id><published>2003-04-16T01:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T01:06:28.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;--:--&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu vídeo-cassete é um lixo. A mínima interrupção do fornecimento de energia elétrica já zera o relógio e cancela a programação. Toda vez que eu chego de viagem, a primeira coisa que eu olho é o relógio do vídeo. Se ele estiver zerado eu começo a torcer para que a energia tenha acabado apenas depois de gravar tudo que eu tinha programado. Verificar que a fita está no ponto em que você deixou é uma das coisas mais frustrantes da vida, quem já passou por isso sabe. Se eu tivesse confiado no meu vídeo e não desistisse de sair na última hora por causa da chuva eu teria perdido o último capítulo de &lt;b&gt;A Casa das Sete Mulheres &lt;/b&gt;(se bem que não foi grande coisa mesmo). Já a última semana de &lt;b&gt;The Osbournes &lt;/b&gt;não teve jeito. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92694484?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92694484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92694484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92694484' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92072678</id><published>2003-04-06T01:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T01:41:20.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Swing When You´re Winning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90%, no mínimo, das pessoas que chegam aqui através do Google procuram a &lt;a href="http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_aleatorio_archive.html#90195939"&gt;letra de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexed Up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Robbie Williams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Agora que acharam, procurem as outras músicas do último álbum do cantor. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Come Undone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Revolution&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Handsome Man &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;e &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; são tão boas quanto a que está na trilha da novela. Aliás é engraçado uma música com &lt;a href="http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_aleatorio_archive.html#90195939"&gt;essa letra &lt;/a&gt;ser tema de um casal em lua de mel. Se bem que o casamento parece fadado ao fracasso porque o Diogo...Bem, melhor parar por aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92072678?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92072678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92072678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92072678' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-92072014</id><published>2003-04-06T01:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T01:25:26.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Grandes pérolas da publicidade televisiva brasileira&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;E tem mais! Adivinha quem vai entregar a moto na sua casa?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo a MTV há mais de 10 anos e não me lembro de ter visto algo tão constrangedor como essa propaganda em que o &lt;b&gt;VJ Edgard &lt;/b&gt;responde a pergunta acima com um inacreditável "&lt;i&gt;É isso aí! Eu mesmo vou levar a moto até a sua casa...&lt;/i&gt;", depois do comercial utilizar o tempo todo músicas e imagens do cantor &lt;b&gt;Robbie Williams &lt;/b&gt;(o nome do cantor britânico é a resposta da pergunta "&lt;i&gt;qual é o artista que te dá uma Harley-Davidson&lt;/i&gt;?", que deve ser respondida pelos participantes) . &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-92072014?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92072014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/92072014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92072014' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91961996</id><published>2003-04-04T02:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T02:06:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Quando ouço Bush ou Blair, viro pacifista. Quando ouço os pacifistas, fico com vontade de bombardear pessoalmente Bagdá."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diogo Mainardi&lt;/b&gt;, na &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veja.com.br"&gt;Veja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; de 20/11/2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como se o sofrimento das vítimas inocentes não fosse suficiente, ainda temos que agüentar os factóides da oportunista &lt;b&gt;Madonna &lt;/b&gt;, as deprimentes (no pior sentido) propagandas da ONG &lt;b&gt;Humanos Direitos &lt;/b&gt;e uma imbecil campanha contra a &lt;b&gt;Coca-Cola&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91961996?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91961996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91961996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91961996' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91960824</id><published>2003-04-04T01:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T02:10:20.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Politicamente Correta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só essa semana consegui ver com mais atenção os programas da MTV apresentados pelos novos VJs. A única explicação que eu tenho é que a emissora adotou o sistema de cotas, previlegiando não só os afro-brasileiros mas também os retardados. O &lt;b&gt;Léo Madeira &lt;/b&gt;ainda tem salvação, com alguma experiência pode melhorar, mas aquele &lt;b&gt;Rafa&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91960824?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91960824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91960824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91960824' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91959172</id><published>2003-04-04T01:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T01:16:32.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Grandes pérolas da publicidade televisiva brasileira&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Vamos deixar para amanhã o futebol. Agora é hora do alistamento militar&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que vejo os três amigos já uniformizados, abandonando a pelada prestes a começar para cumprir seu dever cívico, me sinto um lixo por ter arrumado atestados falsos para me livrar do tiro de guerra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91959172?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91959172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91959172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91959172' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91890361</id><published>2003-04-03T01:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T01:17:25.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Só podia ser coisa da página do Pelé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aleatorio.no.sapo.pt/cacofato.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na página inicial do UOL. Até quem nunca ouviu falar em cacófatos sabe que esse é o mais manjado que existe. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91890361?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91890361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91890361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91890361' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91823002</id><published>2003-04-02T02:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T02:38:13.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You and me, so lazy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou passando as férias na casa de meus pais, na &lt;i&gt;cidade mais bonita da região dos grandes lagos&lt;/i&gt; (frase de uma rádio local...não faço a menor idéia de que lagos sejam esses, mas enfim...). Vim com a intenção de deixar meu TCC quase pronto, mas já estou achando que vai ser uma grande coisa se conseguir começá-lo. É incrível como a preguiça me domina aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91823002?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91823002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91823002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91823002' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91736655</id><published>2003-03-31T19:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T19:47:11.686-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Lenda do Cavaleiro Sem Cabeça&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz tanto tempo que não passa um filme bom na &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tela Quente &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;que até merece ser comentado. Um dos meus filmes preferidos do &lt;b&gt;Tim Burton&lt;/b&gt; é a atração de hoje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91736655?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91736655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91736655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91736655' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91264757</id><published>2003-03-24T03:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T03:21:30.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Os mais dispensáveis comentários sobre o Oscar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu preferido (mesmo sem ter visto &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As Horas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) ganhou, mas o melhor de tudo foi &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gangues de Nova York &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;não ter levado uma única estatueta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 Mile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, filme do &lt;b&gt;Eminem&lt;/b&gt;, que merecidamente ganhou o prêmio de melhor canção. Nunca achei que fosse torcer pelo rapper, ainda mais contra o &lt;b&gt;Bono&lt;/b&gt;, mas a música do &lt;b&gt;U2&lt;/b&gt; é tão chata quanto o filme do &lt;b&gt;Scorsese&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como dizia a vovó, &lt;i&gt;casa de ferreiro, espeto de pau&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Colleen Atwood&lt;/b&gt;, que ganhou o prêmio de figurino por &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, tinha o vestido mais feio da festa. Deveria ter a estatueta tomada de volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Pianista &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;tem o melhor ator, o melhor roteiro e o melhor diretor, mas mesmo assim perdeu o prêmio de melhor filme. Vai entender a lógica dos votantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que era aquela maquiagem da &lt;b&gt;Julianne Moore&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vencedor da categoria de curta-metragem recebeu o título &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Charming Man &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;em inglês. Tenho certeza de que foi determinante para a vitória. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma das &lt;b&gt;Jennifers&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;b&gt;Connelly&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Garner&lt;/b&gt;, a &lt;b&gt;Lopez&lt;/b&gt; eu nem considero): a mais bonita da noite era a &lt;b&gt;Salma Hayek&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pêlos demais e de menos: as horríveis sobrancelhas da &lt;b&gt;Kate Hudson&lt;/b&gt; chamaram mais atenção do que a barba de seu marido &lt;b&gt;Chris Robinson&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu odeio a &lt;b&gt;Barbara Streisand&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de ter lamentado várias ausências entre as indicações, acho que entre os que estavam concorrendo não houve nenhuma grande injustiça. Ao contrário do que vinha ocorrendo recentemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu perco tanto tempo assistindo e, pior, comentando isso?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91264757?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91264757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91264757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91264757' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91193051</id><published>2003-03-22T17:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T17:45:04.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Desse jeito vou ter que assistir ao filme do Eminem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Horas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;e &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adaptação&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ainda não chegaram aqui. Não vou agüentar mais uma semana sem cinema. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91193051?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91193051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91193051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91193051' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91192414</id><published>2003-03-22T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T17:42:00.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Pop / Six / Squish / Uh uh / Cicero / Lipschitz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cell Block Tango&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; sozinha já vale o ingresso de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chicago&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. É a seqüência onde as seis assassinas da prisão explicam como e porque mataram seus maridos. O mote da canção é &lt;i&gt;He had it coming / He only had himself to blame / If you'd have been there / If you'd have seen it / I betcha you would / Have dome the same!&lt;/i&gt; e a letra é uma sucessão de pérolas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I took the shotgun off the wall and I fired two warning shots...into his head.&lt;/i&gt; - Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then he ran into my knife. He ran into my knife ten times!&lt;/i&gt; - June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Single" he told me? Single, my ass. Not only was he married...oh, no, he had six wives. One of those Mormons, you know. So that night, when he came home, I mixed him his drink as usual. You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic.&lt;/i&gt; - Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He was a real artistic guy...sensitive... a painter. But he was troubled. He was always trying to find himself. He'd go out every night looking for himself and on the way he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary and Irving.&lt;/i&gt; - Mona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91192414?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91192414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91192414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91192414' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91106806</id><published>2003-03-21T02:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T02:33:23.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Amadorismo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonymusic.com.br/sonymusic/site/produto/det_produtoincludes.asp?codigo=508.956"&gt;&lt;img src="http://aleatorio.no.sapo.pt/morning.jpg" alt="amadores" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da ridícula página oficial da &lt;b&gt;Sony&lt;/b&gt;, gravadora do &lt;b&gt;Suede&lt;/b&gt; no Brasil. Os absurdos começam pela definição do estilo da banda (pode ser várias coisas, mas &lt;i&gt;dance&lt;/i&gt; não) e continuam no release porcamente escrito. O pior é a afirmação de que o disco foi &lt;i&gt;recebido pela crítica inglesa como o melhor disco do Suede em todos os tempos&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91106806?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91106806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91106806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91106806' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91041947</id><published>2003-03-20T02:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T02:56:20.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;All The Things She Said / Running Through My Head / This is not Enough&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você fica todo animado com o clipe de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;All The Things She Said&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, da duplinha lesbo-teen russa &lt;b&gt;t.A.T.u.&lt;/b&gt;, e está adorando o casal &lt;b&gt;Rafaela&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Clara&lt;/b&gt; na novela &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mulheres Apaixonadas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, cuidado para não ter um ataque com o blog &lt;a href="http://beautifulzueri.blogspot.com/"&gt;zurich's true beauty&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91041947?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91041947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91041947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91041947' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91038405</id><published>2003-03-20T01:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T01:56:49.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;RIP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu sonho é pegar todo aquilo que potencialmente pode virar uma música inédita (gravações de qualquer espécie, cadernos com poesias, letras e anotações, cartas...enfim, qualquer coisa mesmo) do &lt;b&gt;Renato Russo&lt;/b&gt;, da &lt;b&gt;Cássia Eller &lt;/b&gt;e do &lt;b&gt;Nirvana&lt;/b&gt;, passar com um trator por cima e depois ainda fazer uma imensa fogueira com o que sobrar. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91038405?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91038405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91038405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91038405' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-91035735</id><published>2003-03-20T01:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T01:35:20.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Gosto sim, e daí?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começou...Bem na hora de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Casa das Sete Mulheres&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;...Malditos americanos, não podiam esperar mais 40 minutos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, foi devido ao programa da Globo que não percebi que episódio de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Osbournes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;de ontem teve as legendas normais, sem os irritantes algarismos &lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; no lugar dos artigos indefinidos. Estou gravando o programa da MTV e assistindo depois para não perder nada da ridícula porém viciante saga das "corajosas mulheres rio-grandenses". &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-91035735?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91035735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/91035735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91035735' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90975801</id><published>2003-03-19T03:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T14:00:29.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Quixotesco&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriam comoventes, se não fossem patéticos, os inúteis esforços de última hora do Presidente &lt;b&gt;Lula&lt;/b&gt; para evitar a guerra no Iraque, e de quebra, tentar passar a imagem de grande Estadista, e de tentar mostrar a fundamental importância do Brasil na solução dos grandes conflitos internacionais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Esse post não seria possível sem os ótimos textos de &lt;a href="http://nominimo.ibest.com.br/servlets/newstorm.notitia.apresentacao.ServletDeNoticia?codigoDaNoticia=4509&amp;dataDoJornal=atual"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guilherme Fiuza&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, do &lt;a href="http://nominimo.ibest.com.br"&gt;nomínimo&lt;/a&gt;; e de &lt;a href="http://veja.abril.com.br/190203/mainardi.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diogo Mainardi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, da &lt;a href="http://www.veja.com.br"&gt;Veja&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90975801?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90975801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90975801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90975801' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90971428</id><published>2003-03-19T01:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T01:52:20.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"1" não é "um"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem foi o escroto na &lt;b&gt;MTV&lt;/b&gt; que teve a infeliz idéia de colocar nas legendas dos programas o algarismo &lt;b&gt;1 &lt;/b&gt;em substituição aos artigos indefinidos? Não estou nem conseguindo me divertir com &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Osbournes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Está certo que a audiência da emissora é formada basicamente pelos adolescentes que usam chat, mas nada justifica essa idiotice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90971428?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90971428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90971428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90971428' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90819024</id><published>2003-03-16T18:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T18:50:33.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Vai que é verdade...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse papo de banda que diz que a turnê deve passar pelo Brasil (coisa que jornalista da &lt;b&gt;Folha&lt;/b&gt; adora) só serve para causar infantis demonstrações de histeria por parte dos fãs. Mas pelo sim pelo não, já estou guardando dinheiro para o &lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/fsp/ilustrad/fq1403200321.htm"&gt;improvável show do &lt;b&gt;Suede&lt;/b&gt; no Brasil&lt;/a&gt;. Não vou ser o primeiro da fila, muito menos vou gritar mais do que todo mundo, mas que eu não perco a chance de ver a banda do &lt;b&gt;Brett Anderson &lt;/b&gt;ao vivo, é certeza. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90819024?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90819024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90819024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90819024' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90752672</id><published>2003-03-15T03:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-15T03:59:56.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Primeiras Impressões&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvi metade dos novos discos do &lt;b&gt;Blur&lt;/b&gt; e do &lt;b&gt;The Cardigans&lt;/b&gt;. Se a outra metade do disco dos britânicos for muito, mas muito boa, o disco será razoável. Se a outra metade do disco dos suecos for muito, mas muito ruim, o disco ainda assim será acima da média. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso ouvir as músicas do &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Think Tank &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;mais vezes para formar melhor minha opinião, mas confesso que não estou muito animado para tirar a deliciosa voz da &lt;b&gt;Nina Persson &lt;/b&gt;do Winamp para dar mais uma chance ao &lt;b&gt;Damon&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90752672?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90752672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90752672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90752672' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90694076</id><published>2003-03-14T03:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T03:05:15.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Longe Demais das Capitais&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exorbitantes R$32,38 é o frete que a &lt;b&gt;Americanas.com &lt;/b&gt;cobra para entregar dois livros e um cd aqui. Não, não moro no meio da selva Amazônica, moro no norte do PR mesmo. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90694076?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90694076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90694076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90694076' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90690089</id><published>2003-03-14T01:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T01:34:48.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Longe Demais das Capitais&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa cidade ainda não viu &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adaptação&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa cidade ainda não viu &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As Horas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o filme protagonizado pelo &lt;b&gt;Ben Affleck &lt;/b&gt;chega ocupando as melhores salas. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90690089?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90690089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90690089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90690089' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90501052</id><published>2003-03-11T01:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T01:24:26.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Think Tank &lt;/i&gt;o cacete&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que ninguém fala no ótimo novo single do &lt;b&gt;The Cardigans&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;For What's Worth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90501052?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90501052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90501052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90501052' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90281985</id><published>2003-03-07T01:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T01:28:26.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Propagandas que eu odeio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A da "casa em reformas", do PT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90281985?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90281985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90281985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90281985' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-90195939</id><published>2003-03-05T18:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T18:34:23.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Gosto sim, e daí?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sexed Up &lt;/i&gt;- Robbie Williams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(R. Williams/G. Chambers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Loose lips sunk ships &lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to grips &lt;br /&gt;With what you said &lt;br /&gt;No it's not in my head &lt;br /&gt;I can’t awaken the dead day after day&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we talk about it &lt;br /&gt;Why do you always doubt that &lt;br /&gt;There can be a better way &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make me wanna stay &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why don't we break up &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;I´ve got my eyes shut &lt;br /&gt;Praying they won't stray &lt;br /&gt;Oh we’re not sexed up &lt;br /&gt;That's what makes the difference today &lt;br /&gt;I hope you blow away &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You say we're fatally flawed &lt;br /&gt;Well I'm easily bored &lt;br /&gt;Is that okay? &lt;br /&gt;Write me off your list &lt;br /&gt;Make this the last kiss &lt;br /&gt;I'll walk away &lt;br /&gt;Why don't we talk about it &lt;br /&gt;I'm only here don't shout it &lt;br /&gt;Given time we'll forget &lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend we never met &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why don't we break up &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;I´ve got my eyes shut &lt;br /&gt;Praying they won't stray &lt;br /&gt;Oh we’re not sexed up &lt;br /&gt;That's what makes the difference today &lt;br /&gt;I hope you blow away &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Screw you &lt;br /&gt;I didn't like your taste anyway&lt;br /&gt;I chose you &lt;br /&gt;Let's all gone to waste &lt;br /&gt;It´s Saturday &lt;br /&gt;I'll go out and find another you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why don’t we&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why don't we break up &lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to say &lt;br /&gt;I´ve got my eyes shut &lt;br /&gt;Praying they won't stray &lt;br /&gt;Oh we’re not sexed up &lt;br /&gt;That's what makes the difference today &lt;br /&gt;I hope you blow away &lt;br /&gt;I hope you blow away &lt;br /&gt;I hope you blow away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-90195939?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90195939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/90195939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90195939' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89814955</id><published>2003-02-27T00:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T00:37:32.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Pior que o soneto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esses emails sobre a &lt;b&gt;Éguinha Pocotó &lt;/b&gt; que estão congestionando a rede são muito mais chatos e irritantes que a própria música do &lt;b&gt;MC Serginho&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89814955?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89814955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89814955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89814955' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89758704</id><published>2003-02-26T02:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T02:33:13.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;+ pedidas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impressionante o número de desavisados que caíram aqui procurando pela trilha sonora da novela &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mulheres Apaixonadas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Até fiquei curioso com tanto interesse e fui procurar. Vi na SomLivre que o CD será duplo, com músicas nacionais e internacionais. Acho que é uma estratégia inédita da emissora, mas pela enorme procura parece que acertada. Aí vai a lista:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disco 1 &lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Velha Infância  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Tribalistas&lt;/b&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu e a Brisa  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Márcia&lt;/b&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu Sou Assim  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Luiza Possi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor em Paz  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Gal Costa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luxo Pesado  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Fernanda Abreu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preciso Aprender a Ser Só  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Maria Bethânia          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Todo Errado  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Caetano Veloso  - Jorge Mautner          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Marília Gabriela  - Reynaldo Gianecchini          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não Sei como Foi  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;João Bosco  - João Donato          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Onde Anda Você  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Cauby Peixoto  - Ângela Maria          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meditação&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Nara Leão          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não Tem Solução  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Nana Caymmi          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pela Luz dos Olhos Teus  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Tom Jobim  - Miúcha          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drum' N' Bossa  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Insoul &lt;/b&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bossa Nova  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Bossa Lounge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disco 2    &lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't Know Why  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Norah Jones          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disease&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Matchbox Twenty          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;b&gt;I'm with You  &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Avril Lavigne          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing at All  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Santana  - Musiq          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong to Me  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Jennifer Lopez          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vivir Sin Aire  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Maná  &lt;/b&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Misunderstood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Bon Jovi          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexed Up  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Robbie Williams          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imbranato&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  - &lt;b&gt;Tiziano Ferro          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Way You Look Tonight  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Rod Stewart          &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Noche de Ronda  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Paolo&lt;/b&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te Dejo Madrid  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Shakira    &lt;/b&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hurt You So Bad  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Crazy Town  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não conheço (nem faço questão) a maioria das músicas, mas tem pelo menos uma que eu adoro e desde já torço para que seja ela a infestar as rádios: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexed Up &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;do &lt;b&gt;Robbie Willians&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89758704?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89758704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89758704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89758704' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89539595</id><published>2003-02-22T03:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T03:22:58.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Menos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém precisa avisar urgentemente a &lt;b&gt;Ana Paula Padrão &lt;/b&gt;que é ridícula a maneira como ela diz "&lt;i&gt;AGORA!!!!!, no Jornal da Globo&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89539595?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89539595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89539595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89539595' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89354154</id><published>2003-02-19T02:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T02:06:33.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Alberico&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde o &lt;b&gt;Jornal Nacional &lt;/b&gt;que mostrou trechos do debate entre &lt;b&gt;Collor&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;Lula&lt;/b&gt; às vésperas da eleição de 89, não se via uma edição tão escandalosa em favor de um candidato como se viu ontem no &lt;b&gt;BBB3&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89354154?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89354154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89354154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89354154' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89223171</id><published>2003-02-17T02:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T02:28:38.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Já vi esse filme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Mulheres Apaixonadas pretende ser um painel, pode-se dizer também uma galeria, de vários perfis femininos, tendo o amor como tema. São várias histórias que se cruzam&lt;/i&gt;". - &lt;b&gt;Manoel Carlos&lt;/b&gt;, na &lt;b&gt;Folha de SP &lt;/b&gt;de ontem, falando sobre sua novela que estréia hoje na &lt;b&gt;Globo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que novela das 9 que nada. Quem quiser ver uma ótima galeria de vários perfis femininos com o amor como tema e com histórias que se cruzam, que alugue &lt;b&gt;Coisas Que Você Pode Dizer Só De Olhar Para Ela&lt;/b&gt;. O filme, que é um de meus preferidos, ainda tem a vantagem de não ter a péssima filha do &lt;b&gt;Manuel Carlos&lt;/b&gt;, que eu não lembro o nome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89223171?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89223171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89223171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89223171' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89222107</id><published>2003-02-17T02:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T02:29:48.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Coisas que eu vi nesse Domingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A polêmica campanha contra a AIDS protagonizada pela &lt;b&gt;Kelly Key&lt;/b&gt;. Não sei se existem outras, mas a que passou no intervalo do programa &lt;b&gt;Sandy &amp; Júnior &lt;/b&gt;mostra a moça entrando na farmácia para comprar camisinhas, para surpresa dos atendentes. A eficácia pode ser discutível, mas a propaganda é divertida, mesmo fazendo uso da famigerada expressão &lt;i&gt;baba, baby&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele sujeito do bigode, cavanhaque e cabelo cor de laranja que falava "&lt;i&gt;Beeeeeele &amp; Sebastian&lt;/i&gt;" na &lt;b&gt;MTV&lt;/b&gt; tocando &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou Boy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;no programa &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jovens Tardes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Aliás, é sensacional esse programa. Ver gente do naipe de &lt;b&gt;KLB&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Wanessa Camargo&lt;/b&gt;, e os filhos de &lt;b&gt;Leandro &amp; Leonardo &lt;/b&gt;falando sobre &lt;b&gt;The Who&lt;/b&gt;, fazendo cover de &lt;b&gt;Kiss&lt;/b&gt; e mostrando clipes de &lt;b&gt;Marilyn Manson &lt;/b&gt;é surreal. O melhor foi a performance de &lt;b&gt;Wanessa Camargo &lt;/b&gt;como &lt;b&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/b&gt;, com direito à gravata e cara de revoltada. A naturalidade dos novos pupilos da &lt;b&gt;Marlene Mattos &lt;/b&gt;ao falar de &lt;b&gt;David Bowie &lt;/b&gt;é a mesma de &lt;b&gt;Sandy &amp; Júnior &lt;/b&gt;ao falar sobre camisinha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme &lt;b&gt;Gangues de Nova York&lt;/b&gt;. O trailer tinha tirado minhas expectativas, mas infelizmente isso não contou a favor do filme. Não dá para dizer que é ruim, mas acho que há muito tempo não fiquei tão indiferente dentro de um cinema. Não me despertou interesse nem emoção. O Oscar precisa parar com essa mania de premiar diretores pelo conjunto da obra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89222107?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89222107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89222107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89222107' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89130503</id><published>2003-02-15T02:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T02:36:12.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Como se fosse muito difícil mudar esse template&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda falta muita coisa para mudar nas minhas preferências (acrescentar e retirar filmes e bandas, acrescentar links, colocar acentos...), mas pelo menos dois filmes que estavam faltando nos favoritos foram colocados: o extraordinário &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Fabuloso Destino de Amelie Poulain &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;e o sensacional &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os Excêntricos Tenenbaums&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, um dos filmes com a melhor trilha sonora que eu já vi. Um filme onde se ouve &lt;b&gt;Ramones&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Clash&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Nick Drake&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Elliot Smith&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Nico&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Stones&lt;/b&gt;, entre outros, não pode ser menos que maravilhoso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89130503?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89130503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89130503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89130503' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89129265</id><published>2003-02-15T02:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T02:01:01.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mas a Catriz é muito longe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não acredito que o &lt;b&gt;Pullovers&lt;/b&gt; vai tocar aqui no próximo sábado e eu provavelmente não poderei ir. Justo eu, que devo ser das poucas pessoas dessa cidade a ter os dois ótimos CDs da banda (indie é o cacete). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89129265?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89129265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89129265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89129265' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89073459</id><published>2003-02-14T01:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T01:43:21.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;De volta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas das minhas maiores diversões na internet voltaram: o &lt;a href="http://www.slsk.org/"&gt;Soulseek&lt;/a&gt; e o &lt;a href="http://nominimo.ibest.com.br/servlets/newstorm.notitia.apresentacao.ServletDeSecao?codigoDaSecao=11&amp;dataDoJornal=atual"&gt;Tutty Vasques&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89073459?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89073459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89073459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89073459' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-89070533</id><published>2003-02-14T00:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T00:39:29.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;O duro vai ser aturar o Zeca Camargo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIM Festival&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, antigo &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free Jazz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, que vai acontecer no Rio de Janeiro nos dias 30 e 31 de outubro e 1º de novembro, provavelmente terá transmissão da &lt;b&gt;Globo&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;a href="http://revistaepoca.globo.com/Epoca/0,6993,EPT486655-1661,00.html"&gt;informa a revista Época&lt;/a&gt;. Quem não tiver &lt;b&gt;Multishow&lt;/b&gt; vai ter que se contentar com shows retalhados e apresentadores imbecis. Mas pelo menos vai dar boas risadas com as gafes. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-89070533?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89070533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/89070533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89070533' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88955061</id><published>2003-02-12T01:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T01:52:10.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,4-2003062563,,00.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had that Oasis bloke in the back of my cab &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aleatorio.no.sapo.pt/liam.jpg" alt="that's rock'n'roll, mister" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Liam Gallagher's weekend antics were bad even by his standards.&lt;br /&gt;His shenanigans came to a head as he left London’s Soho House club with fiancée Nicole Appleton at 1.30am on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;He lunged towards a snapper, shouting: “Leave us alone, **** off, you ****ing w*****.”&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to get him home, Nicole leaned in the window of a taken taxi and agreed to share with the passenger.&lt;br /&gt;But Liam waved his foot in the bloke’s face, accusing him of trying to steal his ride.&lt;br /&gt;He shouted: “What the **** are you doing in my cab?”&lt;br /&gt;He then forced the guy out – after making him pay the outstanding fare. &lt;br /&gt;A guest at Soho House said: “Liam was totally out of it, banging into tables and stumbling everywhere.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(do adorável &lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk"&gt;The Sun&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossível não buscar um trecho do ótimo texto &lt;a href="http://www.screamyell.hpg.ig.com.br/musica/amortedorock.html"&gt;A morte do Rock&lt;/a&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Alexandre Petillo&lt;/b&gt;, no &lt;a href="http://www.screamyell.hpg.ig.com.br"&gt;Scream&amp;Yell&lt;/a&gt;, :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...) Enquanto isso, eu, o roqueiro sem coração, ainda tenho uma última esperança. Porque ainda existem dois homens que ainda seguem os dogmas do velho rock. Que agitam as coisa quando estão por perto: Liam e Noel Gallagher. Daqui há 10 anos, Travis e Coldplay estarão jogando buraco em suas confortáveis casas, enquanto Liam e Noel vão estar enchendo a cara e arrumando confusão em algum bar de Manchester. Por quê? Simplesmente porque, as mentes de Liam e Noel, são lugares onde o rock existe de verdade. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88955061?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88955061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88955061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88955061' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88920642</id><published>2003-02-11T14:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T14:20:39.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Brasileiro não sabe perder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a não indicação de &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cidade de Deus &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ao Oscar, escapamos daquele insuportável clima de "corrente para frente" até o dia da premiação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88920642?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88920642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88920642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88920642' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88894427</id><published>2003-02-11T01:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T02:01:42.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Dia D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anúncios muito esperados serão feitos hoje. A choradeira promete ser grande. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88894427?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88894427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88894427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88894427' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88630774</id><published>2003-02-06T01:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T01:45:21.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;O mundo está mesmo de pernas para o ar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nme.com/news/story.htm?ID=104110"&gt;Ian McCulloch to support Coldplay on arena tour&lt;/a&gt; - NME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o &lt;b&gt;McCulloch&lt;/b&gt; dê uma força aos meninos tudo bem, mas aí já é demais. Nada contra o &lt;b&gt;Coldplay&lt;/b&gt;, pelo contrário. Tenho os dois CDs, acho &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Scientist &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;uma das melhores músicas do ano passado, mas não passa de uma dessas bandas "bonitinhas". Em um mundo justo, carinhas como &lt;b&gt;Chris Martin &lt;/b&gt;não deveriam colocar os pés em um palco depois do &lt;b&gt;Ian McCulloch&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88630774?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88630774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88630774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88630774' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88629992</id><published>2003-02-06T01:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T01:31:41.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Mas que barbaridade!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/fsp/cotidian/ff0402200309.htm"&gt;Arremessar um bebê contra um carro em movimento, bater a cabeça de uma criança contra uma árvore e a própria cabeça contra um carro.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem drogas nem surto psicótico. Está na cara que foi tudo influência do programa &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jackass&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, exibido domingo à noite pela &lt;b&gt;MTV&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88629992?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88629992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88629992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88629992' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88517135</id><published>2003-02-04T03:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T03:08:11.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Cena Urbana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23h30min, no prédio da frente uma mulher no sexto andar grita para alguém do prédio ao lado do meu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Toma vergonha! Não tem respeito? Pelo amor de Deus...Tem crianças aqui...Fica aí pelado, com tudo de fora...Tem crianças aqui...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas pessoas que passam na rua dão risadas, os moradores dos três prédios vão às janelas. A mulher continua gritando, ameaçando chamar a polícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Vai se fuder, velha escrota. Se quiser, feche a janela. Eu estou na minha casa, fico pelado quando eu quero. E já passou da hora de criança dormir. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, aconteceu que o cidadão encalorado caladamente fechou a cortina ou vestiu-se, já que a mulher parou de gritar e se recolheu. Mas era o que ele deveria ter dito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88517135?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88517135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88517135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88517135' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88514676</id><published>2003-02-04T02:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T02:12:04.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Aleatórios - &lt;i&gt;Cinema&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou com muita vontade de ver &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chicago&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, mas se a &lt;b&gt;Renée Zellweger &lt;/b&gt;estiver o filme todo com a vozinha irritante do trailer, vai ser duro de agüentar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Femme Fatale &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;é sensacional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As Duas Torres &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;é impressionante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deus é Brasileiro &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;é mais ou menos. Tem umas partes divertidas (quase todas protagonizadas por &lt;b&gt;Wagner Moura&lt;/b&gt;) e outras constrangedoras (principalmente os "milagres" e as "críticas sociais"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O Chamado &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;também fica no meio do caminho. Não apela para o susto fácil, mas poderia ser bem melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando entrei no cinema o trailer já estava acabando, talvez por isso não tenha notado buço em &lt;b&gt;Salma Hayek&lt;/b&gt;, de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Já as sobrancelhas, não há como passarem despercebidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adaptação&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;tem um dos melhores trailers que eu vi ultimamente. É o filme que espero com maior curiosidade nesse começo de ano, depois de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Punch-Drunk Love &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, de &lt;b&gt;PTAnderson&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88514676?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88514676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88514676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88514676' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88410649</id><published>2003-02-02T03:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T03:10:58.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Minhas 10 músicas preferidas da Aimee Mann&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Save Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stupid Thing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pavlov's Bell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's Just What You Are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Backfire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driving Sideways&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deathly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Red Vines&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Am I Different?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humpty Dumpty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88410649?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88410649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88410649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88410649' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88410388</id><published>2003-02-02T02:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T02:57:05.980-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;D'Yer Wanna Be A Spaceman? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(written by &lt;b&gt;Noel Gallagher&lt;/b&gt;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oasis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I haven't seen your face round&lt;br /&gt;Since I was a kid&lt;br /&gt;You're bringing back those memories&lt;br /&gt;Of the thing that we did&lt;br /&gt;You're hangin round&lt;br /&gt;And climbing trees&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to fly&lt;br /&gt;D'Yer wanna be a spaceman&lt;br /&gt;And live in the sky &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You got how many bills to pay&lt;br /&gt;And how many kids&lt;br /&gt;And you forgot about&lt;br /&gt;The things that we did&lt;br /&gt;The town where we're living&lt;br /&gt;Has made you a man&lt;br /&gt;And all of your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are washed in the sand &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well it's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Who are you and me to say&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong and what's right&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel like me&lt;br /&gt;We sit down here&lt;br /&gt;And we shall see&lt;br /&gt;We can talk&lt;br /&gt;And find common ground&lt;br /&gt;And we can just forget&lt;br /&gt;About feeling down&lt;br /&gt;We can just forget&lt;br /&gt;About life in this town. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's funny how your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Change as you're growing old&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna be no spaceman&lt;br /&gt;You just want gold&lt;br /&gt;Dream stealers&lt;br /&gt;Are lying in wait&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna be a spaceman&lt;br /&gt;It's still not too late&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well it's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Who are you and me to say&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong and what's right&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel like me&lt;br /&gt;We sit down here&lt;br /&gt;And we shall see&lt;br /&gt;We can talk&lt;br /&gt;And find common ground&lt;br /&gt;And we can just forget&lt;br /&gt;About feeling down&lt;br /&gt;We can just forget&lt;br /&gt;About life in this town. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's funny how your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Change as you're growing old&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna be no spaceman&lt;br /&gt;You just want gold Dream stealers&lt;br /&gt;Are lying in wait&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna be a spaceman&lt;br /&gt;It's still not too late &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well it's alright&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Who are you and me to say&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong and what's right&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel like me&lt;br /&gt;We sit down here&lt;br /&gt;And we shall see&lt;br /&gt;We can talk&lt;br /&gt;And find common ground&lt;br /&gt;And we can just forget&lt;br /&gt;About feeling down&lt;br /&gt;We can just forget&lt;br /&gt;About life in this town &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que sou dos poucos que nunca teve vontade de ser astronauta, nem quando criança. Sou mais os versos de &lt;b&gt;Jarvis Cocker &lt;/b&gt;em &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dishes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;&amp; I'm not worried / that I will never touch the stars / 'cos stars belong up in heaven / &amp; the earth is where we are&lt;/i&gt;) do que a letra da música acima, do &lt;b&gt;Noel Gallagher&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88410388?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88410388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88410388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88410388' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88388510</id><published>2003-02-01T16:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T16:51:31.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Lobby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo dia o &lt;b&gt;UOL&lt;/b&gt; coloca em sua página inicial alguma notícia tendenciosa sobre os malefícios da internet gratuita. A entidade que reúne os provedores pagos também já publicou vários anúncios em jornais e revistas de grande circulação. Os provedores gratuitos reagiram criando um comitê, que publicou o seguinte manifesto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Manifesto dos provedores gratuitos de acesso à internet &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em defesa da continuidade do acesso gratuito à Internet no Brasil e em nome de seus milhões de usuários, a maioria absoluta da população que acessa a internet no Brasil e que querem os seus direitos preservados, os provedores gratuitos de acesso à internet e seus parceiros acabam de fundar o Comitê Nacional de Provedores Gratuitos. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No momento em que o país, após alguns anos de grandes avanços na inclusão digital, vê ameaçada a maior das conquistas neste terreno - o provimento de acesso gratuito -, vi-mo-nos obrigados a criar uma instância que possa defender os interesses da maioria dos usuários de internet, esquecidos pela entidade de classe dos provedores. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;É para evitar que o Brasil perca a oferta do serviço gratuito que o coloca hoje como um exemplo a ser seguido por outros países e para recolocar a verdade face aos argumentos falaciosos disparados pelos interesses associados à exclusão digital que os provedores gratuitos se organizam a partir de hoje. Os provedores gratuitos defendem a convivência dos modelos pago e gratuito e o direito dos usuários escolherem entre esses dois modelos conforme suas conveniências e possibilidades. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brasil, 30 de janeiro de 2003 &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Comitê Nacional de Provedores Gratuitos &lt;br /&gt;Pela Democratização da Internet Brasileira &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ingenuidade pensar que a "democratização de internet" é o verdadeiro interesse dos provedores gratuitos, e difícil dizer quem tem razão. Mas é bom que o assunto não seja apresentado ao público apenas na versão dos provedores pagos, liderados pela &lt;b&gt;UOL&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88388510?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88388510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88388510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88388510' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88250777</id><published>2003-01-30T02:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T02:11:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Putz, não acredito que eu leio o blog de um sujeito que lê a &lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/folha/ilustrada/ooops/"&gt;coluna do Feltrin&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A linda e promissora atriz &lt;b&gt;Thaís Fersoza &lt;/b&gt;seria o motivo da ida do intragável &lt;b&gt;Marcelinho Carioca &lt;/b&gt;para o Rio, em sua precoce volta do Japão. Dizem que a paixão do jogador pela moça é antiga e ele pensa até em casamento. Era só o que faltava: um casamento dos dois, com capa da &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caras&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; e comentários da &lt;b&gt;Sônia Abrão &lt;/b&gt;nos programas vespertinos. Não vou dormir tranqüilo até que a moça se manifeste dizendo que isso não passa de um delírio do jogador, que ela prefere virar uma "evangélica escrota casada com Jesus" a ter alguma com ele. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88250777?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88250777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88250777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88250777' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88246960</id><published>2003-01-30T00:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T00:56:50.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A little less conversation, a little more action please&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O governo deve tomar cuidado com a sua opção preferencial pelos eventos. Os conselhos que a nação petista vem criando estão se tornando uma versão misericordiosa da Ilha de Caras. Até agora, o Programa Fome Zero fez mais barulho nas colunas sociais, por conta das personalidades que o integrarão, do que com a efetiva discussão dos problemas de método que a iniciativa carrega.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dói na alma ver que se discute se o miseráveis de Guaribas, no interior do Piauí, deverão tentar obter notas fiscais das rapaduras que vierem a comprar na feira e que a família apanhada como reincidente na compra de iogurte com os R$ 50 da Viúva terá o benefício cortado. Querem punir um miserável que venha a comprar iogurte no sertão piauiense, quando uma quadrilha de salteadores apensa à administração do Estado do Rio de Janeiro tungou US$ 36 milhões de dólares e continua a usufruir o seu direito constitucional de escolher laticínios.&lt;/i&gt; (trecho de &lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/fsp/brasil/fc2901200315.htm"&gt;Os eventos da fome e a fome de eventos&lt;/a&gt;, de &lt;b&gt;Elio Gaspari &lt;/b&gt;na &lt;a href="http://www.uol.com.br/fsp"&gt;Folha&lt;/a&gt; de ontem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88246960?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88246960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88246960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88246960' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88246226</id><published>2003-01-30T00:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T00:38:59.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;coisas bizarras que as pessoas procuram no Google&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;fotos bizarras que ninguem nunca viu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88246226?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88246226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88246226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88246226' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88142068</id><published>2003-01-28T02:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T02:56:36.650-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Má Impressão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até estava ansioso para ver &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gangues de Nova York&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, mas o trailer me deixou a nítida impressão de que o filme vai ser a decepção do ano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88142068?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88142068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88142068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88142068' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-88034389</id><published>2003-01-26T02:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T02:16:05.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Perfis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A página oficial do BBB traz o perfil de cada um dos participantes. Impagável. &lt;b&gt;Juliana&lt;/b&gt;, aquela que "quer levar conteúdo" para casa, citou como exemplo de mulher bonita &lt;b&gt;Benedita da Silva&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Dilson&lt;/b&gt;, o tosco, tem um um pitbull chamado &lt;b&gt;Kimo Yelowfire Moroni Psicopata&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Alan&lt;/b&gt; tem como ator favorito &lt;b&gt;Steven Seagal&lt;/b&gt;. Várias pessoas citaram &lt;b&gt;Jô Soares &lt;/b&gt;como &lt;i&gt;homem inteligente &lt;/i&gt;e &lt;b&gt;Marisa Monte &lt;/b&gt;como &lt;i&gt;cantora&lt;/i&gt;. Tenho certeza que os citados (dois dos maiores egos do Brasil) se sentem muito lisonjeados com o reconhecimento. Outra coisa que me chamou a atenção é que três das raparigas não souberam dizer o nome de sequer uma &lt;i&gt;mulher inteligente&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-88034389?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88034389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/88034389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88034389' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87942817</id><published>2003-01-24T03:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T03:04:30.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Boas Novas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas boas notícias na madrugada dessa sexta. A primeira é que finalmente os cinemas dessa cidade recebem &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fale com Ela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. A segunda (e melhor) vem do blog &lt;a href="http://www.love-kills.net/slowmotion/"&gt;Slowmotion&lt;/a&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;Eduardo Palandi &lt;/b&gt;(foi através de um texto dele no &lt;b&gt;Scream &amp; Yell &lt;/b&gt;que eu conheci o &lt;b&gt;Suede&lt;/b&gt;, que viria a se tornar uma de minhas bandas favoritas): o injustamente mal falado &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A New Morning &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; finalmente ganha versão nacional. A única loja virtual que já disponibilizou o CD para venda é a absurdamente cara &lt;b&gt;Siciliano&lt;/b&gt;, mas quem se virou com as mp3 até agora pode esperar mais um pouco para ter o CD em mãos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87942817?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87942817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87942817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87942817' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87939152</id><published>2003-01-24T01:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T01:43:23.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;coisas bizarras que as pessoas procuram no Google&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;o bom e o ruim da internet para os crentes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87939152?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87939152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87939152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87939152' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87884436</id><published>2003-01-23T02:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T01:46:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;O Jeca na Cidade Grande - II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das coisas que mais me impressionam no centro de São Paulo é aquele &lt;b&gt;Churrasco Grego&lt;/b&gt;: um monte de carne fatiada empilhada em um espeto vertical (para a gordura escorrer e dar o gostinho), servida em pão francês. A iguaria custa apenas R$0,70 e ainda dá direito a um refresco. Eu não posso morrer sem fazer um desses programas de (office)boy: encarar um churrasco grego e depois entrar numa daquelas salas que exibem filmes pornôs e shows de strip-tease. Deve ser uma experiência sensacional. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87884436?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87884436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87884436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87884436' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87882669</id><published>2003-01-23T02:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T02:11:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Miss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É verdade que os concursos de &lt;b&gt;Miss Brasil &lt;/b&gt;não possuem a "relevância" e o &lt;i&gt;glamour&lt;/i&gt; do passado (ainda bem), mas também não precisava ser essa avacalhação. A &lt;b&gt;Miss Brasil 2001 &lt;/b&gt;(alguém lembra o nome?) foi aquela sujeita que nem com várias "intervenções cirúrgicas" conseguiu ficar bonita. A &lt;b&gt;Miss Brasil 2002 &lt;/b&gt;(alguém sabia da existência?) não é a mais bonita nem entre as suas concorrentes de BBB 3. Isso sem falar no "conteúdo" das garotas. Sim, porque segundo consta, "&lt;i&gt;ser miss não é só uma questão de beleza&lt;/i&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não sei se o problema está nas qualidade das outras candidatas (se for isso, tenho até medo de imaginar) ou nos jurados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87882669?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87882669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87882669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87882669' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87768742</id><published>2003-01-21T02:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T02:38:57.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Artistas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tutty Vasques &lt;/b&gt;está de férias do &lt;a href="http://nominimo.ibest.com.br/"&gt;nomínimo&lt;/a&gt;, o que me deixa muito angustiado. Não sei se vou agüentar tanto tempo sem saber notícias das celebridades na sua impagável coluna que comenta a revista &lt;b&gt;Caras&lt;/b&gt;. Por isso fiquei satisfeito quando fui checar a &lt;a href="http://oglobo.globo.com/colunas/xexeo.htm"&gt;coluna de Artur Xexéo em O Globo&lt;/a&gt; de hoje, 21, e vi que o colunista resolveu repartir com os leitores alguns dos divertidos emails que recebe com "informações" sobre "celebridades". Uma mostra: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Às vezes, os e-mails que chegam são totalmente enigmáticos. No dia 8 de janeiro, por exemplo, recebi a seguinte mensagem: “Já é de conhecimento de todos que o cantor Chrigor não integra mais o grupo Exaltasamba no qual foi vocalista por mais de 12 anos.” &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Já é do conhecimento de todos? Como assim? Eu não tinha conhecimento nem do Exaltasamba, quanto mais do cantor Chrigor! Pois fiquei sabendo que Chrigor, agora, faz parte da mesma equipe que badala Cezar &amp; Paulinho, o grupo Tchakabum, a cantora Thais Nascimento e a dupla Cleiton e Camargo . Após ler esse elenco, cheguei à conclusão de que estou morando em Marte. Mas teve mais. Olha a mensagem do dia 13 de janeiro: “Chrigor convidou para integrar sua banda o percussionista Marcos André, o Marquinhos do Exaltasamba, que também saiu do grupo no ano passado.” Começo a desconfiar que este Exaltasamba é uma espécie de Titãs do pagode. A gente bobeia e, quando vai contar, está faltando mais um.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falando em ignorância cultural, li em algum lugar que um tal de &lt;b&gt;Grupo Revelação &lt;/b&gt;(?) foi o maior vendedor de CDs em São Paulo e no Rio em 2002 e eu não sei sequer o nome de uma música dos sujeitos. Tem coisas que é melhor não saber do que se trata mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87768742?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87768742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87768742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87768742' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87766210</id><published>2003-01-21T01:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:42:46.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Preenchendo as lacunas da estante&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;----- Original Message ----- &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;From: "Fnac" &lt;dve@fnac.com.br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To: &lt;XXXX@XXX.com.br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sent: Monday, January 20, 2003 3:13 PM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Subject: Encomenda Nº: 10753XX&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Informamos que o livro TRAINSPOTTING E COVA RASA foi localizado em nossos estoques e estamos providenciando seu envio imediato ao endereço abaixo:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo ser um dos poucos que gostam mais de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cova Rasa &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;do que de &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Pelo menos na versão cinematográfica, na versão escrita começo a tirar a prova no final de semana. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87766210?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87766210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87766210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87766210' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87764727</id><published>2003-01-21T01:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T01:08:06.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Nem tudo está perdido&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas pessoas caíram aqui hoje procurando informações sobre &lt;b&gt;Aimee Mann&lt;/b&gt;. Me fez lembrar que eu ainda não disse o quanto o &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lost In Space &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;é bom. As belas cancões tristes de sempre, agora com letras repletas de referências às drogas. E a capa é tão linda que redime o mau gosto da capa dos dois primeiros discos, principalmente o de &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm With Stupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. E &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humpty Dumpty &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;é minha atual música preferida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humpty Dumpty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;Aimee Mann&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Say you were split, you were split in fragments &lt;br /&gt;and not all the pieces would talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you want to who had them&lt;br /&gt;well maybe I want that, too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So better take the keys and drive forever&lt;br /&gt;Staying won't put these futures back together&lt;br /&gt;All the perfect drugs and superheroes&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby you're great, you've been more than patient&lt;br /&gt;saying it's not a catastrophe&lt;br /&gt;but I'm not the girl you once put your faith in&lt;br /&gt;just someone who looks like me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So better take the keys and drive forever&lt;br /&gt;Staying won't put these futures back together&lt;br /&gt;All the perfect drugs and superheroes&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So get out while you can&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Get out while you can&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm pouring quicksand&lt;br /&gt;And sinking is all I had planned&lt;br /&gt;So better just go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh, better take the keys and drive forever&lt;br /&gt;Staying won't put these futures back together&lt;br /&gt;All the perfect drugs and superheroes&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be enough to bring me up to zero&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All the king's horses and all the king's men&lt;br /&gt;couldn't put baby together again&lt;br /&gt;All the king's horses and all the king's men&lt;br /&gt;couldn't put baby together again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87764727?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87764727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87764727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87764727' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87575935</id><published>2003-01-17T02:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T03:23:19.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Cada vez pior&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De todas as propagandas imbecis que a &lt;b&gt;Brahma&lt;/b&gt; fez nos últimos tempos, a do sol que canta aquela música escrota e fala "&lt;i&gt;pô, valeu brother&lt;/i&gt;" e "&lt;i&gt;brigadu&lt;/i&gt;" é a pior de todas. "&lt;i&gt;E tava quente pra caraca. Mas eu me refresquei&lt;/i&gt;" - que merda é essa? E eles ainda colocam a letra para o povo aprender a cantar, como se quisessem transformar a vinheta no "hit do verão". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.tribuna.inf.br/bis.asp?bis=midia"&gt;Tribuna da Imprensa sugere que ninguém tome a cerveja da Brahma enquanto o comercial estiver no ar&lt;/a&gt;. Eu acho que ninguém devia tomar aquela cerveja nunca mais, não só pelas propagandas de mau gosto dos últimos tempos, mas porque ela é ruim que dói.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao invés das propagandas de cigarros, bem que o &lt;b&gt;José Serra &lt;/b&gt;poderia ter acabado com as propagandas de cerveja. Talvez não conheceríamos a &lt;b&gt;Patrícia Silveira&lt;/b&gt;, mas pelo menos poderíamos assistir televisão mais tranqüilos (e ainda teríamos o &lt;b&gt;Free Jazz&lt;/b&gt;). &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87575935?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87575935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87575935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87575935' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87515118</id><published>2003-01-16T01:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T02:23:53.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;Cada vez pior&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deborah Secco &lt;/b&gt;está cada dia mais parecida com a &lt;b&gt;Feiticeira&lt;/b&gt;, reparem. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87515118?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87515118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87515118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87515118' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87453675</id><published>2003-01-15T00:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T00:28:37.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Diálogos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Já viu as fotos da Thaís Ventura? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Quem????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Aquela putinha do Big Brother Brasil 2...A moreninha do sotaque enjoado... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Ah, sei...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Então, ela é a capa da Playboy desse mês...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Putz, que lixo...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87453675?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87453675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87453675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87453675' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87418986</id><published>2003-01-14T11:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T14:38:51.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/folha/cotidiano/ult95u66543.shtml"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adolescente acusa de agressão vocalista do Charlie Brown Jr. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um adolescente de 17 anos registrou na noite de ontem no 2º Distrito Policial de Santos (SP) um boletim de ocorrência no qual acusa de agressão o vocalista Alexandre Magno Abrão, 32, o Chorão, da banda de rock Charlie Brown Jr&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Machucado no rosto, o adolescente disse ter sido espancado pelo músico ao preferir ouvir uma música do grupo Rouge em vez de outra do Charlie Brown Jr. na seção de CDs do supermercado Extra, em Santos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Agência Folha tentou, mas não conseguiu, localizar o vocalista no final da tarde de hoje. O chefe dos investigadores do 2º DP, José Pedro de Oliveira Rocha, disse que foi instaurado inquérito policial para apurar o caso. Ele disse que pretende convocar Chorão para prestar depoimento hoje na delegacia. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(da &lt;a href="http://www.folha.com.br"&gt;Folha Online&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem ouve aquela merda de banda que é o &lt;b&gt;Charlie Brown Jr. &lt;/b&gt;é que devia levar uns tapas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87418986?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87418986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87418986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87418986' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87204067</id><published>2003-01-10T02:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T02:25:14.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lolita&lt;/i&gt; o escambau&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de meses de merecido esquecimento, vem a &lt;b&gt;Playboy &lt;/b&gt;e coloca a chatíssima &lt;b&gt;Thaís &lt;/b&gt;do BBB2 em evidência de novo. Ô revista decadente...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87204067?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87204067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87204067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87204067' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-87203094</id><published>2003-01-10T01:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T02:05:13.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;O Jeca na Cidade Grande - I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdi muito tempo nas primeiras lojas, não consegui ver metade das galerias (seria só para ver mesmo, meu dinheiro já tinha acabado). Voltei de São Paulo com 10 CDs a mais, mas fui ouvir o bootleg do &lt;b&gt;Suede &lt;/b&gt;(show de setembro de 2002 em Belfast) primeiro e até agora não consegui tirá-lo do discman. O próximo vai ser o &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Live At Leeds deluxe edition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, do &lt;b&gt;The Who&lt;/b&gt;. Se for mesmo o melhor disco ao vivo de todos os tempos, como dizem, vou ficar uma semana ouvindo. Mas é bom que eu demore a ouvir tudo o que eu trouxe, pois não vou poder comprar CDs tão cedo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-87203094?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87203094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/87203094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87203094' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069666.post-86934784</id><published>2003-01-04T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-04T18:58:55.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Da série: &lt;i&gt;As capas de livro mais feias de todos os tempos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://aleatorio.no.sapo.pt/ronaldo.jpg" alt="não li, não quero ler e tenho raiva de quem leu" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ronaldo - Glória e Drama no Futebol Globalizado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jorge Caldeira&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escolha da foto e o péssimo gosto da "arte" pioraram o que já é feio por natureza. Me dá desgosto topar com essa aberração a cada vez que passo na frente de uma livraria. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069666-86934784?l=aleatorio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/86934784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069666/posts/default/86934784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aleatorio.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86934784' title=''/><author><name>Aleatoriot9</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02951319748063742460</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
