<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676</id><updated>2009-10-05T22:03:00.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Escamudo</title><subtitle type='html'>Alegoria figurativa do fiel amigo da Noruega pescado no Atlântico do Centro</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-881476169244092290</id><published>2009-10-05T22:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:03:00.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Logística para se ser Reitor - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recursos Materiais Básicos se for uma Escola situada no Interior (mais 30 km)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Um Par de Barbatanas (o Alqueva veio destruir o Plano de Rega do Alentejo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Equipamento de Mergulho como: um Escanfandro e Botijas de Ar; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Um Bote Semi-rígido, Bóias e um Colete Salva-vidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Um Sonar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 - Um cesto de Alforrecas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - Galochas e Pantufas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - Linha de pescar espadartes, mas sem anzóis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 - Um Cachecol do Grupo Recreativo e Desportivo da Mata (Covilhã)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - Colocar Trojans nos sistemas informáticos na Presidência da República. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-881476169244092290?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/881476169244092290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=881476169244092290' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/881476169244092290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/881476169244092290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2009/10/logistica-para-se-ser-reitor-2.html' title='Logística para se ser Reitor - 2'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-8060445159956216353</id><published>2009-09-30T21:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:01:00.154+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Logística para se ser Reitor - 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recursos Materiais Básicos se for uma Escola situada no Litoral (até 30 km)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 -Botas de Todo Terreno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;2 -Camuflado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;3 - Caixas de Graxa de cores escuras (hipótese de entrar na clandestenidade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;4 - Caixas de Pregos de diversos tipos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;5 - Fisgas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;6 - Máquinas de Fotografar e de Filmar com Zoom;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;7 - Sistema de Escuta telefónica e de Visualização interna; Binóculos de Infra-vermelhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;8 - Bússola; GPS; Sextante; Mapas; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;9 - Uma Burra e dois pares de Escanos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;10 - Colocar Trojans nos sistemas informáticos na Presidência do Conselho de Ministros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-8060445159956216353?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/8060445159956216353/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=8060445159956216353' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/8060445159956216353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/8060445159956216353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2009/09/logistica-para-se-ser-reitor-1.html' title='Logística para se ser Reitor - 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(2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cavaco Silva –&lt;/strong&gt; D. João III &lt;em&gt;O Piedoso&lt;/em&gt; – devoção celestial às laranjadas da oliveira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Paulo Portas –&lt;/strong&gt; D. Sebastião &lt;em&gt;O Desejado&lt;/em&gt; – conduzindo pela trela um submarino U-Boat, para animar o negócio das feiras e assim evitar o desemprego da ASAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Manuela Ferreira Leite –&lt;/strong&gt; D. Maria I &lt;em&gt;A Piedosa&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;A Louca&lt;/em&gt;), acredita que Cristo vem à Terra e dar-lhe o Poder de governar este país estúpido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;José Sócrates –&lt;/strong&gt; D. João V &lt;em&gt;O Magnânimo&lt;/em&gt; porque distribui benesses aos pobres dos capitalistas e impostos sobre os ricaços dos desempregados sem subsídio de desemprego, tendo em vista a harmonização social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jerónimo de Sousa&lt;/strong&gt; – D. Henrique &lt;em&gt;O Casto&lt;/em&gt; na defesa do reinado contra a maledicência da concorrência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Francisco Louça – &lt;/strong&gt;Pedro V, &lt;em&gt;O Esperançoso&lt;/em&gt; – grão a grão vai lixando o PS e retira-lhe votos e deputados da nação. Talvez um dia alcance o Poder divino sentando-se ao lado do Pai: León Trotsky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-8555351307860264240?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/8555351307860264240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=8555351307860264240' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/8555351307860264240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/8555351307860264240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2009/08/descendencia-monarquica-dos-lideres.html' title='Descendência Monárquica dos Líderes Políticos... (2)'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-6612291557744361026</id><published>2009-08-27T18:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:11:48.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Programas Eleitorais na Literatura... (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os Programas dos Sifões dos Tronos&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;CDS/PP -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;O Vaticano contra Cristo&lt;/em&gt; - I Millenari (promete a igualdade através do aumento das desigualdades)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PSD -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Recordações da Casa dos Mortos&lt;/em&gt; - Fedor Mikhailovitch Dotoievski (Os Pobres que paguem a crise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Emmanuelle&lt;/em&gt; - Emmanuelle Arsan (oferece-se a todos sem se comprometer; promete fidelidade e adultério até à eternidade).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PCP -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;O Pacto&lt;/em&gt; - James A. Michener (sempre pronto a fazer acordos, mas com a condição da concorrência ir Borda Fora).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;BE -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nem só de Caviar vive o Homem&lt;/em&gt; - Johannes M. Simmel. (o Farol do México democratizou-se).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os Reitores&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cavaco Silva -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;A Alternativa Diabólica&lt;/em&gt; - Frederick Forsyth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Paulo Portas -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;O Negociador&lt;/em&gt; - Frederick Forsyth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Manuela Ferreira Leite -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;O Sétimo Segredo&lt;/em&gt; - Frederick Forsyth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;José Sócrates -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;O Embusteiro&lt;/em&gt; - Frederick Forsyth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jerónimo de Sousa -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;O Quarto Protocolo&lt;/em&gt; - Frederick Forsyth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Francisco Louçã -&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Os Cães da Guerra&lt;/em&gt; - Frederick Forsyth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-6612291557744361026?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/6612291557744361026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=6612291557744361026' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/6612291557744361026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/6612291557744361026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2009/08/programas-eleitorais-na-literatura-1.html' title='Programas Eleitorais na Literatura... (1)'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-5973816110438517810</id><published>2009-08-20T07:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T07:53:53.958+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Os Patudos'/><title type='text'>Os Espiões do K.A.O.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efectivamente as notícias sobre a existência de indícios de uma possível conspiração entre Belém e S. Bento têm razão de serem verdadeiras, ainda que empoladas pelos patetas dos respectivos staffs.&lt;br /&gt;Um agente secreto de S. Bento, &lt;strong&gt;rafeiro canino&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;The Coyote&lt;/strong&gt;?), instruído em Guantánamo, decidiu visitar as coelheiras de Belém, numa visita de cortesia e de recolha de amostras de eventuais viroses pandémicas gripais. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Por portas e travessas, saiu-lhe um &lt;strong&gt;saium&lt;/strong&gt; com o cio e a ganir; para evitar que o Ensurdecedor Silêncio fosse quebrado, a respectiva missão abortada e ser apelidado de inútil insucesso escolar, fechou os olhos e atirou-se de alma e coração sobre o desgraçado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Em contrapartida e sem saber das patifarias que estavam a ser cometidas intra-portas, Belém resolve retaliar com uma &lt;strong&gt;ronrom que miava&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;The Sylvester&lt;/strong&gt;?) em noites solarengas, aprendizagem desenvolvida nas savanas do deserto do Góbi, com os camaradas dos SEALS. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Esta Tareca amarela como disfarce nocturno foi enviada, em termos de menuetto rondo moderato ma non troppo, para seduzir a cancio(neira-mor) e trazer as novidades fofoqueiras do malhador-mor, em termos de recolha de defuntos do ébola e assim a VóVó tangerina lexiviada poder ensarilhar os pisões de &lt;strong&gt;burel ajado del ajuar de sus muchachos poco airóns&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Com tantas patetices semânticas parece estarmos perante uma disputa de comunicação assertiva dinâmica e manipuladora entre &lt;strong&gt;Tweety Pie e Speedy Gonzalez e os Media a fazerem o papel de Bugs Bunny&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-5973816110438517810?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/5973816110438517810/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=5973816110438517810' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/5973816110438517810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/5973816110438517810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2009/08/os-espioes-do-kaos.html' title='Os Espiões do K.A.O.S.'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-7753374249794307499</id><published>2009-05-13T18:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:47:42.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus nasceu em Portugal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Portugal está a ser abençoado pelo Divino, desde que o Nuno virou Santo. Entre todos os países deste planeta cinzento, fomos escolhidos como os eleitos na salvação das Almas no ataque pelo H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;Se por simples acaso, algum médico, que passar por estas bandas distraidamente, agradecia pelas respostas dadas a duas singelas e inocentes questões:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;1º - &lt;/span&gt;Será que em Portugal ainda ninguém foi mordido pelo H1N1 real ou estatístico?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;2º - &lt;/span&gt;Se a resposta for negativa, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;expiliquem-me&lt;/span&gt; porque é que os suspeitos estão a ser medicados com a substância activa oseltamivir, de entre os quais se destaca o Tamiflu? &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Será que este surto de Gripe (tal como as guerras) surgiu como forma de fazer o escoamento de determinados medicamentos que estavam em vias de atingirem o fim de prazo de validade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-7753374249794307499?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/7753374249794307499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=7753374249794307499' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/7753374249794307499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/7753374249794307499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2009/05/deus-nasceu-em-portugal.html' title='Deus nasceu em Portugal...'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-2643785936755553523</id><published>2009-04-19T20:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:12:46.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdidos e Achados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desde há vários anos que existe um protoloco de intercâmbio de âmbito social, cultural e educativo entre a &lt;a href="http://www.eb23-dr-joaquim-magalhaes.rcts.pt/"&gt;EB2/3 Dr. Joaquim de Magalhães&lt;/a&gt;, na cidade de Faro e uma sua congénere de Rabat, em Marrocos. Até agora, este salutar convívio entre comunidades vizinhas tem sido benéfica, de tal forma que os alunos portugueses, na hora de regresso, trazem sempre uma lágrima no canto do olho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas hoje, o inesperado aconteceu, quando no acordar das quatro horas da madrugada,&lt;strong&gt; alguém se terá esquecido de despertar dois alun&lt;/strong&gt;os, de 14 anos que estavam sózinhos num quarto, &lt;strong&gt;e ninguém, na entrada do autocarro, terá verificado as presenças e as ausências&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O Autocarro partiu rumo a Tânger (cerca de 400 km de distância) de forma a apanharem o barco que atravessa o estreito e previsível chegada, talvez madrugada fora, à cidade de Faro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os alunos esquecidos ao acordarem verificaram que tinham sido abandonados (por negligência ou por dolo? A resposta só os responsáveis saberão; na verdade entre um dos professores e um destes alunos sempre existiu uma tensão, em termos de comunicação...), num país desconhecido e sem conhecimentos mínimos para encetarem qualquer diálogo; entraram em pânico total e um deles só conseguiu contactar com os pais através de uma cabine telefónica; para mais, o responsável da viagem tinha o telemóvel desligado e foi só através da &lt;strong&gt;amabilidade e grande capacidade de sacrifício de um Professor Marroquino&lt;/strong&gt; que os levou ao encontro do autocarro, a expensas do próprio,que os dois alunos vão poder regressar hoje a Portugal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A solução alternativa seria a de alguns dos familiares, funcionários públicos, irem, ainda hoje, resgatá-los, apesar de não terem nem vistos nem passaportes, estilo desenrasque tuga?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Neste tipo de viagens, todos são responsáveis, alunos (colegas) e  principalmente os professores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É por estas e por outras ocorrências que determinadas atitudes de alguns professores levam a opinião pública mais a propaganda demagógica e fascizante deste Governo a desconsiderarem esta classe profissional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sendo gestor, sinto-me solidário com a luta pela dignificação da profissão exercida, por estes Homens e Mulheres que com grande sacrifício exercem esse Mister/Arte, porque está na capacidade de cada sociedade, via valorização e rigor das aprendizagens do conhecimento e da comunicação dos professores, o desenvolvimento social e económico dela mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este Governo autista e incompetente ainda não compreendeu o verdadeiro alcance que reside no respeito por este capital humano que tem sido enxovalhado e denegrido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ora, uma situação desta natureza não se pode repetir, porque pode empobrecer (o Governo irá, indevidamente tirar as respectivas ilações e usá-las na sua medíocre propaganda) as razões válidas de luta dos professores contra este Ministério da Deseducação, em vias de ser drenado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-2643785936755553523?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/2643785936755553523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=2643785936755553523' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/2643785936755553523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/2643785936755553523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2009/04/perdidos-e-achados.html' title='Perdidos e Achados'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-1769811743819270159</id><published>2007-08-06T14:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:18:54.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recebi um desafio de assimetria do pensamento, com estas obrigações estranhas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Pegar no livro mais próximo&lt;br /&gt;2. Abrirem-no na página 161&lt;br /&gt;3. Procurem a 5ª frase completa&lt;br /&gt;4. Coloquem a frase no blog&lt;br /&gt;5. Não escolham a melhor frase nem o melhor livro (usem o mais próximo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. Passem o desafio a cinco pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Perante a insistência dolosa de uma Titular…, vejo-me na obrigação, de ter de interromper tarefas essenciais à defesa da pátria, para responder no mesmo tom monocórdico e desafinado, perante a Lei de Murphy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A página n.º 161 do livro de cabeceira, mais próximo, estava em branco e a do segundo livro mais próximo, só tinha três linhas (era uma citação). Por isso, virei-me para outro que me acompanha informalmente, como As Farpas de Eça de Queiroz e de Ramalho Ortigão, e nem de propósito, como o assunto permanece actual (comecei na página n.º 3 e acabei na n.º 6, para se entender o sentido):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A arquitectura, a arte civil por excelência, aquela que, entre todas, mais directamente contribui para a felicidade dos povos, a que os governos sempre vigiam como &lt;strong&gt;um dos mais vivos interesses nacionais, é em todo o Portugal, mesmo em Lisboa, a &lt;/strong&gt;negação mais flagrante de todos os princípios da arte e do gosto&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre as próximas vítimas, que Deus as proteja de Murphy:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iaoeoai.blogspot.com/"&gt;IAOEOAI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://39mais1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Por Tudo e Por Nada&lt;br /&gt;39MAIS1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-1769811743819270159?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/1769811743819270159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=1769811743819270159' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/1769811743819270159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/1769811743819270159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2007/08/recebi-um-desafio-de-assimetria-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-9115079092673811262</id><published>2007-07-08T22:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:40:25.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fofoquices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um Pirata estilo Gramozilho vem perturbar a minha profunda meditação sobre as últimas 5 leituras. Vê-se mesmo que este lafrau não tem mais nada para fazer na vida do que chatear os homes honrados. O Frades que vá bugiar as freiras e os merrelhos. No entanto. aqui deixo 5 espinhaços:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 - Lisboa DC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 - A Bíblia do Humor Xuxalista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3 - Belas Mentiras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4 - Dicionário do Calão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5 - Couves &amp; Alforrecas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Passo a batata quente:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sacosmolhados.blogspot.com/"&gt;Secos &amp;amp; Molhados&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sol.sapo.pt/blogs/talina/default.aspx"&gt;Talina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://39mais1.blogspot.com/"&gt;39 Mais 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-9115079092673811262?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/9115079092673811262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=9115079092673811262' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/9115079092673811262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/9115079092673811262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2007/07/fofoquices.html' title='Fofoquices'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-7206654510923437246</id><published>2007-05-30T00:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:38:22.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img409.imageshack.us/img409/9072/grevegeralvz7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img409.imageshack.us/img409/9072/grevegeralvz7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-7206654510923437246?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/7206654510923437246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=7206654510923437246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/7206654510923437246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/7206654510923437246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-2774246363183269463</id><published>2007-05-21T19:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:49:32.695+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tesoura da Poda e os Tomates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Parece que uma &lt;a href="http://asinistraministra.blogspot.com"&gt;molécula ministerial &lt;/a&gt;está-se a tornar, para este pânrio, inimiga pública de Portugal dos Pequeninos ao molestar a quietude, a paciência e a meditação profunda de futuros encalistrados ex-titulares. Com esta já são duas e estou já com os cravanates afiados à espera da próxima chatice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se isto fosse como ganhar o euromilhões, então já eram favas contadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se a DREN descobre ainda sou condenado a passar o resto da vida no degredo: ser vizinho do Cubano Adalberto Jardim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogs com Tomates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sinistra Ministra&lt;br /&gt;Braganza-Mothers&lt;br /&gt;Educação do meu Umbigo&lt;br /&gt;O Cartel&lt;br /&gt;Da Critica da Educação à Educação Crítica&lt;br /&gt;wehavekaosinthegarden&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogs sem Tomates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reich – A nossa Opinião&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-7438614665170311978</id><published>2007-05-21T14:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T22:24:43.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E Se os Monty Python's  fossem Tugas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma jovem &lt;a href="http://asinistraministra.blogspot.com"&gt;Ministra&lt;/a&gt;, quiçá descendente de Erasmus de Roterdão, perdeu o norte do Penedo da Saudade e pranteou-se-me um desafio como se eu fosse um dos da laia do mancha negra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Se eu fosse&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt; ------------------------------------------&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Seria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma hora do dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ---------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;25.ª Hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um astro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Protão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma direcção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Círculo vicioso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um móvel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, -----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Neurónio desconchavado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um líquido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ácido base&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um pecado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ministro da educação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma pedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Velho (Serra da Estrela)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nogueira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma fruta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Noz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma flor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; --------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cacto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um clima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,--------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deserto do Góbi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um instrumento musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Adufe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um elemento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ---------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Disparate da natureza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma cor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ---------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Translúcida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um animal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Australopitecos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O Toque do Silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um estilo musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Música Sertaneja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma música&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, --&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2.º andamento da 20.ªSonata de Beethoven, Tempo di Menuetto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, -------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Idiota &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um livro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ---------------------------------&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Tempo e o Vento&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma comida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Intragável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ---------------------.----------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ilho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um gosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, --------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Livro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um cheiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, -------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Amargo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Caos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um verbo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, --------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pastar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma peça de roupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, --------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Crossa de Burel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma parte do corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,--------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Miornos da Covia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um objecto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Escano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma expressão facial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Trombudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma personagem de desenho animado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, --&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Capitão Haddock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um filme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ---------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma forma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Linha rômbica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse um número&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ------------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;∏ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma estação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ----------------------------&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Espacial Andrómeda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma frase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ---------- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ninguém corre atrás de um Eléctrico depois de o ter apanhado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como retaliação, proponho o desafio aos seguintes sabões:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amizadeverdadeira-amizade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Assimetria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sitiodosolnascente.blogspot.com/"&gt;Portudoepornada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sol.sapo.pt/blogs/pmpepe/default.aspx"&gt;La Lusa Briolessa &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-7438614665170311978?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/7438614665170311978/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=7438614665170311978' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/7438614665170311978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/7438614665170311978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2007/05/e-se-os-monthy-phyton-fossem-tugas.html' title='E Se os Monty Python&apos;s  fossem Tugas...'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31905676.post-8034816055468732740</id><published>2007-04-20T22:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T00:06:35.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trasologia de Dietrologia ou uma Dietrologia de Trasologia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Em resposta a um desafio de uma &lt;a href="http://portudoepornada-june.blogspot.com"&gt;moura do garbe&lt;/a&gt;, aqui vão os meus miseráveis segredos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, quero deixar bem claro que, para evitar oportunismos especulativos, lanço daqui o meu grito do epiranga de barroso, contra &lt;a href="http://www.opovodebarroso.blogspot.com"&gt;maus olhados e afins ...: &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sapo e bruxas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mouchos e crujas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;demonhos, trasgos e dianhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;spíritos das eneboadas beigas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;corvos, pegas e meigas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;feitiços das mezinheiras,lume andante dos podres canhotos furados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;luzinha dos bichos andantes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;luz de mortos, trevões e raios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;uivar de cão, piar de moucho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pecadora língua de má mulhercasada cum home belho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Vade retro, Satanás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;prás pedras cagadeiras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lume de cadávres ardentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;mutilados corpos dos indecentes peidos de infernais cus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Barriga inútil de mulher solteira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;miar de gatos que andam à janeira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;guedelha porca de cabra mal parida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Com esta culher levantarei labaredas deste lume,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;que se parece co do Inferno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fugiram daqui as bruxas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;por riba de silbaredos e por baixo e carbalhedos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a cabalo na sua bassoira de gesta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;pra se juntarem nos campos de Gualdimpra se banharem na fonte do areal do Pereira…Oubide! Oubideos rugidos das que estão a arder nesta caldeira de lume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;E cando esta mistela baixe polas nossas gorjas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ficaremos libres dos males e de todo o embruxamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Forças do ar, terra, mar e lume,a vós requero esta chamada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Se é verdade que tendes mais poderque as humanas gentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;fazei que os spírtos ausentesdos amigos que andam foraparticipem connosco desta queimada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 Coisas que faço bem: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A). Caldo Galego com todas.&lt;br /&gt;(B). Enganar os alunos com idiotices dos programas escolares.&lt;br /&gt;(C). Cantar de galo e ser administrador dos domínios do couto de las mistas.&lt;br /&gt;(D). Ser do contra e malhar nos paios dos mosqueiros da naia e seus sequazes&lt;/strong&gt;: chatear a molécula neural de forma a instalar uma permanente instabilidade …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(E).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Chatear a molécula dos sócios do FCP, SLB e SCP, com eventuais erros de arbitragem do Sistema&lt;br /&gt;(F). Ter proveito prático como ceboleiro de fanecas&lt;/strong&gt;: o perigo é um acto de relaxamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(G). Matar os tempos de sapateiro e apreciar as encalistradas mouras marroquinas do Garbe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 Situações que desejo evitar:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(A). Relaxado na praia&lt;/strong&gt; e aparecer, nas redondezas, o lacobrigense, Miguel Sousa Tavares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(B). Ser perturbado quando estou no trono, em profunda meditação&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(C). Tentar explicar, às madames, que o rato do PC não é um bichinho horripilante e/ou o PC não é um mono a simbolizar um Partido Político&lt;br /&gt;(D). Encontrar o papai noêl disfarçado de george bush.&lt;br /&gt;(E). Ser obrigado a aderir a um movimento de defesa dos direitos dos Homens, contra o avanço dos direitos das mulheres&lt;/strong&gt;: só se as circunstâncias assim o exigirem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(F). A Ministra afirmar que a sua grande paixão são os professores&lt;/strong&gt;: não querendo retirar protagonismo ao actual PCE da EB2,3/S de Caldas das Taipas e futuro inspector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(G). Ganhar o concurso do melhor professor, apesar de não ter qualquer vocação para concorrer&lt;/strong&gt;: ainda se concorrer desse uns pontinhos …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 Aspectos que me atraem no sexo oposto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Perfil&lt;/strong&gt;: mulheres style, camafeu nunca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(B).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ondulação das ancas e Parapeitos sem silicones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(C).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Loiras, Inteligentes, Holofotes Sensuais e Meio Enchidas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(D).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Poupança de vestuário&lt;/strong&gt;: redução nos consumos e desnível dos tacões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(E).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sentido de humor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(F).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Não ser ciumenta&lt;/strong&gt;: que eu também não sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(G).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pinturas de guerra q.b.:&lt;/strong&gt; borrão e está o caldo galego entornado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 Desabafos que digo frequentemente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Quando é que o mosqueiro do Tonho Feles é preso&lt;/strong&gt;: 150 000 € é muito bago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(B).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Quando é que os Titulares morrem&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(C).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Quando é a … vai pentear macacos para a Mongólia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(D).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Também quero um doutoramento da independente&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(E).&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cumprimento aos netos&lt;/strong&gt;: quando um (dos 258 Stôres., 6 Eng. e 2670 alunos) me chateia os miornos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(F). Que mal fiz ao mundo para não ter direito a Enchufes e ser um professor remediado. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(G). Levarriba&lt;/strong&gt;: quando soa o toque de saída de uma turma de 18 adolescentes carenciadas de afectos e desesperadas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 Fanecas do celulóide: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(A). Ana Padrão/Zulmira&lt;/strong&gt; no filme: 5 dias, 5 noites. Vejam o filme e depois digam que tenho razão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(B). Sylvie Kristel/Emanuelle&lt;/strong&gt; no filme: a secretária da ministra &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(C). Bianca Byinghton&lt;/strong&gt; no filme: Ministra Charmosa, Professora não Fica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(D). Monika Lewinsky&lt;/strong&gt; no filme: Instinto Fatal (versão 2,5) e o Engenheiro Mestre OTA na Independente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(E). Isabelle Huppert&lt;/strong&gt; no filme: A Comédia do Poder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(F). Valerie Lemercier&lt;/strong&gt; no filme: Ministra à Força.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(G). Gillian Anderson&lt;/strong&gt; no filme: Once upon a time in Independente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31905676-8034816055468732740?l=escamudo.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/feeds/8034816055468732740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31905676&amp;postID=8034816055468732740' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/8034816055468732740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31905676/posts/default/8034816055468732740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escamudo.blogspot.com/2007/04/trasologia-de-dietrologia-ou-uma.html' title='Trasologia de Dietrologia ou uma Dietrologia de Trasologia'/><author><name>Miornos da Covia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09827387057953353178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04606979044231151812'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>