<?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-5461495</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:43:01.675-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog da Dede</title><subtitle type='html'>Blogger da Dede</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5461495.post-111273214613522617</id><published>2005-04-05T16:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T17:15:46.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ELENICE: Bem vindo(a) Andrea, em que posso ajudar ?Andrea: eu ja tenho net, pago 73.90, quanto custa a mais pra ter o HBO?ELENICE : Seleção analógica premium conforto 154,90 e premium básico 139,90.Andrea: certo, entao pra ter a mesma programação que eu tenho agora, acrescida apenas da HBO, eu pagaria 70,00 a mais por mes?ELENICE : Não, a premium é a seleção que têm todos os canais da advanced, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/111273214613522617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/111273214613522617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111273214613522617' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-107876431074631609</id><published>2004-03-08T13:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T13:56:53.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAIS UMA DAQUELAS CONVERSAS VIA CHAT......Milla:  Olá Andrea, em que posso ajudar?Andrea:  por favor.... estou preenchendo a declaração de IR e gostaria de saber qual o valor que eu paguei durante 2003 prá vcsMilla:  Qual seguro possui conosco?Andrea:  saudeMilla:  Para isso é necessário manter contato com a Central Saúde, através do telefone: 0800 900 200 ou, se estiver em São Paulo ou </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/107876431074631609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/107876431074631609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107876431074631609' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106755235257916585</id><published>2003-10-30T20:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T20:19:58.346-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Yeah!! I'm Back!!!Demorei mas voltei!!! Várias foram as razões: a minha máquina quebrou, partes do jeep também, eu fiquei presa uma semana inteira na carbonita, perdi completamente o contato com a Nabucodonosor e prá piorar a situaçãoeu não sabia onde eu tinha deixado aquele anel pesadão.....Bom, no sábado passado coisas maravilhosas e inacreditáveis aconteceram, mas ou menos como se o</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106755235257916585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106755235257916585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106755235257916585' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106598644806901725</id><published>2003-10-12T16:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T16:20:48.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tudo o que vc pode que fazer é decidir o que fazer com o tempo que lhe foi dado. (Gandalf - LOTR)Então, de uma maneira geral, a distribuição das 24 horas do dia de semana é assim:8 horas de serviço (se for na Euro pode aumentar 30%)1 hora de almoço2 horas de deslocamento casa/serviço (ida e volta) (se for ZL pode aumentar 50%)8 horas de sono (se trabalhar na Euro pode reduzir 25%)Subtotal:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106598644806901725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106598644806901725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106598644806901725' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106565169282531110</id><published>2003-10-08T19:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T16:23:50.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Premiação i-Besta do Blog da Dedé (SELEÇÃO OS PIORES):1) Na categoria "Me vinguei Plus" o Prêmio "Perguntei o que queria, escutei o que não devia"foi prá Carla, da Telefônica, que ligou hj aqui em casa, perguntando como tinha sido o atendimentode ontem via Chat com o Michel. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Eu expliquei!!!!!!!2) Na categoria "Gente chata" o Prêmio "Porque todo garagista tenta se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106565169282531110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106565169282531110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106565169282531110' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-1065570922196078</id><published>2003-10-07T20:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T20:57:50.806-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu no chat com a telefônica, tentando obter informações do novo SpeedyÉ longo, mas eu achei hilário!!!!Michel Anderson:  Olá Dede, em que posso ajudar ? Dede:  eu já tenho speedy e já fiz os calculos na calculadora de consumo de banda, mas lá nao consta nenhuma informacao sobre o uso de msn/icqDede:  eu uso msn prá transmissao de voz, como fica isso no calculo?Michel Anderson:  O icq conta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/1065570922196078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/1065570922196078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#1065570922196078' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106544217128552283</id><published>2003-10-06T09:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T09:24:24.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lugares que eu gostaria MUITO de conhecerAntes que submerja. Um mais lugar acessível,  a uns 4000 Km daqui de São Paulo. Apesar de já ter passado pertinho algumas vezes, nunca rolou.... Quem sabe?Pela exoticidade de cenários..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106544217128552283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106544217128552283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106544217128552283' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106514841949404758</id><published>2003-10-02T23:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T23:33:39.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou tão cansada hj que tudo que eu queria era uma longa massagem nos ombros e um boquetinho relaxante antes de dormir....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106514841949404758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106514841949404758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106514841949404758' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106488728175307679</id><published>2003-09-29T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T23:02:10.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E eu que achava que podia encontrar qualquer coisa na Internet .....Domingão... aquele fim de noite "brabo"... lá tava eu assistindo o "Brasilia Music Festival".Compilado e exibido pela Globo, o especial contava com as seguintes participações: Jota Quest, Capital Inicial, Alanis Morissette, Fernanda Abreu, Titãs, PretendersSimply Red, Tihuana, Charlie Brown Jr., Live, Ultraje a RigorPode </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106488728175307679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106488728175307679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106488728175307679' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106436955664786547</id><published>2003-09-23T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T23:12:36.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E como diria a Adriane Galileu...."Ele tem vários imóveis, vários carros, tem até um veleiro. É uma pessoa de muita luxúria""Eu quero dizer que se ela estiver muito carente eu mesmo posso tirar toda a caridade dela""As pessoas no Brasil recebem muito bem os turistas. O Brasil é um país muito hospitalar"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106436955664786547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106436955664786547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106436955664786547' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106407484996159624</id><published>2003-09-20T13:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T13:22:37.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ajudem o Rubens : ele quer criar homepages, mas não sabe o que elas comem.....Segundo a Biss, as homes dela comem pizza e bebem tequila!!! Às vezes um vinho.Segundo a Sammy, que já criou várias, as HomePages comem memórias temporárias do Windows!Eu por exemplo, tive problemas de excesso de peso com as minhas homepages, que passaram a ser criadascomendo salada apenas, e tomando cligth. Elas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106407484996159624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106407484996159624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106407484996159624' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106391932638820119</id><published>2003-09-18T18:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T18:19:59.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A EGUINHA POCOTÓ E O BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE(NEW ORDER)Everytime I think of youI feel shot right throughwith a bow of gloom.Olha só, cada vez que ele pensa na mina (vou admitir esse tipo de relação, mas poderia ser qualquer outra, tá?)ele sente como se tivesse sido atingido em cheio por um arco (aqui imagino arco de "arco e flecha"...) de depressão e melancolia.Tipo, o cara é masoquista...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106391932638820119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106391932638820119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106391932638820119' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106367617210772967</id><published>2003-09-15T22:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T22:44:05.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estar apaixonada pelo homem que eu sempre amei é uma sensação no mínimo diferente..... mas enebriante.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106367617210772967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106367617210772967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106367617210772967' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106320651281892099</id><published>2003-09-10T12:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T12:08:33.150-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coisas pelas quais vc não espera passarEu tive uma reunião hj, o cliente super gente boa e tal.....No final, o cliente estava guardando a pastinha que nós havíamos entregue, e eu percebi que haviauma folhinha dobrada. Rapidamente desdobrei a dita cuja, momento no qual eu escuto a seguinte frase, que por princípio queria ser um elogio : "Ter mulher na equipe é bom por causa disso, sai tudo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106320651281892099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106320651281892099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106320651281892099' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106308445909995370</id><published>2003-09-09T02:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T02:14:19.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O conforto da caverna (ou uma parábola no Outback com a Biss)Nada como estar só na caverna e deixar os problemas e riscos prá fora dela.A caverna é confortável, conhecida, frustação zero (como diria a Fô).Filmes, livros, dvd's, pizza de mozzarela e pepsi twist ligth bem a mão.Nada ruim acontece dentro dela, todas as tempestades e mudanças climáticas estão sempre do lado de fora.Em </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106308445909995370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106308445909995370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106308445909995370' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106305512268737764</id><published>2003-09-08T18:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T18:07:00.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E o final de ano, hein? Bom amigos, é incrível, mas mais um ano vai chegando ao fim.....Eu sei que é setembro, mas logo mais é dia das crianças, feriado de 15/novembro (que esse ano cai no domingo:-() e depois já é natal.... Precisamos decidir o que faremos depois de assistir o Retorno do Rei no dia 24/12....Esse final de semana, a Fô lançou a idéia, que foi muito bem recebida pelo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106305512268737764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106305512268737764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106305512268737764' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106272842893014026</id><published>2003-09-04T23:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T23:20:28.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A parábola do urso e dos morangosUm cara na estava na floresta correndo desesperadamente, tentando fugir de um urso enorme e raivoso que o perseguia.O urso era foda!! Enorme!!!! Babava ódio!!! Violentíssimo!!!O cara correndo!!!De repente, o cara avistou um despenhadeiro, mas como era isso ouser comido pelo urso, ele se jogou, percebendo que o urso vinha logo atrás.Quando o cara parou de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106272842893014026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106272842893014026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106272842893014026' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106251934073616962</id><published>2003-09-02T13:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T13:15:40.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como irritar uma pessoa feliz numa 3a. de manhã - Itau!!!!!!!Dá prá acreditar que numa das maiores redes bancárias do Brasil, que é um dos países mais evoluídos mundialmente nesse setor, ainda existamfuncionários tão incompetentes a ponto de perder o seu cartão de assinatura?Sabe o que isso inviabiliza? Que vc (no caso eu, dona da conta), querendo pagarcontas que estão no nome da sua </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106251934073616962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106251934073616962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106251934073616962' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106222376197474257</id><published>2003-08-30T03:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T09:56:47.173-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Perguntas que não querem calar1) Por que todo mundo acha que "dar a volta por cima" é uma coisa legal?Dar a volta por cima é exatamente a mesma coisa que dar a volta por baixo.Descontando o sentido da volta, as duas coisas acabam no mesmo ponto: onde vc começou.....2) Vamos ajudar o Dinho na enquete: "O que vc faz quando, ninguem te vê fazendo? O que vc queria fazer se ninguem pudesse te </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106222376197474257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106222376197474257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106222376197474257' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106176359619416121</id><published>2003-08-24T19:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T19:19:56.240-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Filosofia BarataSabe aqueles dias que vc está tão a flor da pele, que qualquer emoção transborda? Ai eu fiquei pensando sobre a vida, o amor, e tudo mais.Lembrei de um email que eu recebi, falando que a única certeza da vidaé que na vida não existe nenhuma certeza absoluta. Não fosse isso umparadoxo, seria a expressão da realidade.E por falar em realidade, que é a nossa versão factivel dos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106176359619416121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106176359619416121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106176359619416121' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106151522411204437</id><published>2003-08-21T22:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T22:58:50.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Viver Valer ViverTem que valer valer viverTem que viver viver valerTem que valer valer viverTem que viver viver valerTem que valer valer viverTem que viver pra valerTudo começouJaneiro, verão, sol e praiaDo mar você me olhouE procurou a mais perfeita ondaQue ondaRolei na areia e fiquei loucaMuito loucaVocê é tudo na minha vida, o grande amorEu quero ser sua meninaVocê é tudo na</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106151522411204437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106151522411204437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106151522411204437' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106132848985921983</id><published>2003-08-19T18:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T18:28:09.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A musica do final de semana : Listen to the musicDon't you feel it growin', day by dayPeople gettin' ready for the newsSome are happy, some are sadOh, we got to let the music playWhat the people needIs a way to make 'em smileIt ain't so hard to do if you know howGotta get a messageGet it on throughOh now mama, don't you ask me whyOh, oh, listen to the musicOh, oh, listen to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106132848985921983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106132848985921983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106132848985921983' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106083262936349089</id><published>2003-08-14T00:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T00:50:44.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Péssimo dia no quesito esportivo!O Corinthians perdeu do Fluminense e o Volei masculino perdeu a semifinal prá Venezuela!!!Antes de ir chorar na cama que é lugar quente, vai aqui um pedido formal de desculpas ao Galvão Bueno. Eu achava que ele era intragável mas os narradores da Band conseguem ser piores.Pérolas da Band:Esse é o segundo set que o Bernardinho pede. (falando do pedido de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106083262936349089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106083262936349089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106083262936349089' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-106081378269861320</id><published>2003-08-13T19:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T19:34:25.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Resumo do mêscabelo novo, vida nova...parece que não ficou nada no mesmo lugar! QUE BOM!!estala o pescoço, come a cabrita e gol da seleção, tudo junto!celebrarevinho, cinema, pipoca, chocolate, pepsi twist ligth!!lots of pizza! muita dlm depois prá por tudo de volta no lugar!emmerson nogueira, de A a Z, tudo de muito bom!roteiristas bebados! e o cara que aprova? bebado!café da manhã, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106081378269861320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/106081378269861320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106081378269861320' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-105861809851259170</id><published>2003-07-19T09:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T09:34:58.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bisiê, mais uma pro KraoQBaby come backSpending all my nights,all my money going out on the townDoing anything just to get you off my mindBut when the morning comes,I'm right back where I started againTrying to forget you is just a waste of timeBaby come back, any kind of fool could seeThere was something in everything about youBaby come back, you can blame it all on meI was wrong, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105861809851259170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105861809851259170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105861809851259170' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-105779300604854744</id><published>2003-07-09T20:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T20:23:26.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Skyline Pigeon Turn me loose from your handsLet me fly to distant landsOver green fields, trees and mountainsFlowers and forest fountainsHome along the lanes of the skywayFor this dark and lonely roomProjects a shadow cast in gloomAnd my eyes are mirrorsOf the world outsideThinking of the wayThat the wind can turn the tideAnd these shadows turnFrom purple into greyFor just a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105779300604854744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105779300604854744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105779300604854744' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-105689989743852815</id><published>2003-06-29T12:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T16:46:24.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chafurdando os dois pés na Jaca: o que foi esse sábado, Senhor?Duas horas rodando por lugares desconhecidos e inóspitos prá achar a Av. Kenedy em São Bernardo : R$ váriosConsulta com a Grã Mestra Rosa Cruz : R$ váriosTrufa da hora do almoço : R$ quase de graça....Fazer a raiz, o pé, e a mão , e comprar um creminho despernambucalizador básico : R$ vários R$ váriosJantar numa das melhores </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105689989743852815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105689989743852815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105689989743852815' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-105658942651548273</id><published>2003-06-25T22:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T22:28:27.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> A palavra do dia: LogísticaLogística é a palavra que define o método de organização de uma determinada tarefa.O que faz recorrer à idéia de que aquilo que possui logística está bem organizado.MENTIRA!!!!!Vejam a logística do supermecado :1) vc pega o produto da prateleira e coloca no carrinho2) vc tira o produto do carrinho e coloca na esteira prá pagar3) a mocinha tira o produto do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105658942651548273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105658942651548273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105658942651548273' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-105640908112041398</id><published>2003-06-23T19:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T20:38:42.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh isso ai, finalmente online e me sentindo parte da "turminha do blog". Finalmente integrada! Kilos de obrigadas ao Maicol, afinal sem ele esse blog nao passaria de um papel de parede do Wolverine.Mas ja vou advertindo que o conceito desse blog eh finalmente ter um lugar pra expor todos os pensamentos que eu tenho no meu alfarrabio de ideias, essas "filosofias de butiquim" que ficam rodando </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105640908112041398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105640908112041398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105640908112041398' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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-5461495.post-105614079008340430</id><published>2003-06-20T17:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T17:33:34.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finalmente o Blogger da Dedé está no AR !!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105614079008340430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5461495/posts/default/105614079008340430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdadede.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105614079008340430' title=''/><author><name>Tabajara Vampré</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16001651482384375365</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>
