<?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-4130180</id><updated>2011-12-05T19:18:03.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'>::Cool &amp; Desleixado::</title><subtitle type='html'>Nem uma coisa, nem outra</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-7245218056317811657</id><published>2009-06-30T00:29:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:34:30.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um post Pollyana sobre o mundo</title><summary type='text'>É uma graça de menina, por isso não faz muito esforço em parecer simpática. Pensa que é por causa nos aparelhos nos dentes ou por sempre andar com roupinhas alegres. Certo dia alguém perde a paciência e conta tudo à Dona Palmira, sua tia avó, a mulher que hoje aparenta ser rude e veste lilás, mas que um dia foi tão formosa quanto a garotinha de cabelo liso, sempre com um rabo de cavalo e com a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/7245218056317811657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/7245218056317811657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7245218056317811657' title='Um post Pollyana sobre o mundo'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/SkmHfIYHwtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/wKp-DFbh0-I/s72-c/polly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-7994799017747353309</id><published>2008-09-27T21:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:14:31.552-03:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Paul Newman</title><summary type='text'>Eddie Felson em ação.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/7994799017747353309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/7994799017747353309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7994799017747353309' title='R.I.P. Paul Newman'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-8037661753454192806</id><published>2008-09-27T01:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:38:34.715-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonnie &amp; Clyde</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/8037661753454192806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/8037661753454192806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8037661753454192806' title='Bonnie &amp; Clyde'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-4909432081784061136</id><published>2008-03-15T13:39:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:40:45.915-02:00</updated><title type='text'>No lugar certo</title><summary type='text'>É aqui que ficarão coisas como essa abaixo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/4909432081784061136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/4909432081784061136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4909432081784061136' title='No lugar certo'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-1897112520513010776</id><published>2008-03-13T01:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:11:42.983-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pessoas Migués</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/1897112520513010776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/1897112520513010776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1897112520513010776' title='Pessoas Migués'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9ilmPduikI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pK01DpZ5DtY/s72-c/miguepeople01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-8157880620365158552</id><published>2007-07-19T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:11:43.093-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um post gastronômico sobre o mundo</title><summary type='text'>Comeu um grego e na saída levou uma lapada no meio da fuça. Não sangrou, logo ele não se importava com a sensação de ter um pouco de tomate atolado no nariz.A fome não passava, então decidiu saborear um delicioso croissant de presunto e queijo no Paissandú. Por Cristo amado, como estava bom.Gentilmente ofereceu um naco à gostosinha que esperava o Jaçanã, que prontamente cravou seus dentes brancos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/8157880620365158552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/8157880620365158552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8157880620365158552' title='Um post gastronômico sobre o mundo'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/RqAbzw06P_I/AAAAAAAAAAU/qIT8_79QNv8/s72-c/comida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-1144722260876521920</id><published>2007-03-13T23:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:11:43.268-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Um post yuppie sobre o mundo</title><summary type='text'>O grito tribal ecoou pelo vão que o separava da sala ao lado, uma espécie de cúbiculo na Quirino. Pela janela via as paredes cuidadosamente pintadas de amarelo e fuligem do antigo edifíco Joelma. O dedo estava enfiado no teclado.Comeu uma barra de cereal, colocou os fones de seu iPod™ falsiê no ouvido, selecionou uma canção aleatoriamente e desceu as escadas que o levavam até o térreo.Colocou os </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/1144722260876521920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/1144722260876521920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1144722260876521920' title='Um post yuppie sobre o mundo'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/RfinxXp1SJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hSwSoy35Ko8/s72-c/yuppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-115898386322840117</id><published>2006-09-23T00:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T21:29:55.446-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do clichê</title><summary type='text'>O texto a seguir foi publicado originalmente como uma correspondência eletrônica. Nota-se nele claramente uma propensão ao jornalismo cultural mais fútil da cena brasileira, bem como traços que, segundo o autor, remetem ao consagrado crítico americano Lester Bangs. A esta última resguardamo-nos ao direito de não comentar para não causar constrangimentos. Resumidamente é uma obra de caráter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115898386322840117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115898386322840117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115898386322840117' title='Do clichê'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-115708073836169808</id><published>2006-08-31T23:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:18:58.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um post hippie sobre o mundo</title><summary type='text'>Caiu. Conclusão tirada após um quase atropelamento na esquina da Consolação com a Nestor Pestana. A banca de jornal estava na frente, atrapalhando a visão do velho caído com sua bengala. Não muito se considerarmos que o estado de torpor do transeunte que vos fala.Ao continuar sua via tentou se lembrar de como teria chegado até ali.C'mon people now, Smile on your brother...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115708073836169808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115708073836169808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115708073836169808' title='Um post hippie sobre o mundo'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-115647337212946516</id><published>2006-08-24T23:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:36:12.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu tive uma visão III</title><summary type='text'>And on the lazy daysThe dogs dissolve and drain awayThe world it goesAnd all awaitsThe day we are awaitingUp and over we go through the wave and undertowI will float until I learn how to swim inside my motherin a garbage bin until I find myself again again upand over we go mouths open wide and spitting stilland I will spit until I learn how to speak up thru thedoorway as the sideboards creek with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115647337212946516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115647337212946516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115647337212946516' title='Eu tive uma visão III'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-115647310174545967</id><published>2006-08-24T23:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:31:41.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu tive uma visão II</title><summary type='text'>I love you Jesus ChristJesus Christ I love you Yes I doI love you Jesus ChristJesus Christ I love youYes I do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115647310174545967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115647310174545967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115647310174545967' title='Eu tive uma visão II'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-115647106632400086</id><published>2006-08-24T22:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:25:17.213-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu tive uma visão</title><summary type='text'>Dias de glória espalhados pelo passado me iluminaram. Alcancei minha quintessência! Aleluia, sou uma pessoa iluminda! Salve o misericordioso! Eu vi pessoas adorando o fogo e ouvi gritos. Ah, e tinha alguém empalado no canto, mas não dei muita atenção.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115647106632400086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115647106632400086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115647106632400086' title='Eu tive uma visão'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-115596027591691305</id><published>2006-08-19T01:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T01:04:35.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido diário...</title><summary type='text'>Prometi a mim mesmo não me deixar influenciar por colunistas musicais de grande sucesso ou por clipes da emissora musical. Mas, vá tomar no cu, a única coisa que me deixa alegrinho ultimamente é senhorita Lily Allen. Lindinha, musiquinhas pegajosas, *suspiros*...Ah, e vai tudo sem link que eu tô sem saco.Abraços fraternais.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115596027591691305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115596027591691305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115596027591691305' title='Querido diário...'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-115550055878770534</id><published>2006-08-13T17:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T17:25:20.980-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Paisagens humanas e retratos arquitetônicos</title><summary type='text'>O título pedante serve apenas para criar um certo interesse em meus três leitores e instigá-los a visitar esta maravilha da fotografia contemporânea.Ah, e sim, voltei. Mas não esperem muita coisa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115550055878770534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/115550055878770534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115550055878770534' title='Paisagens humanas e retratos arquitetônicos'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114698444494484672</id><published>2006-05-07T03:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T12:47:33.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ego</title><summary type='text'>Acho que foi lá pelos idos de 97 ou 98. Estávamos podres, um pouco bêbados, quando num daqueles raros momentos em que a emissora musical passa clipes pela madrugada, nos deparamos com um close nos olhos do Robert Palmer (ou Brian Ferry, sei lá, não me lembro).- Você teria ego suficiente para ser um rock star? - perguntou meu amigo.Desde então tenho me perguntado se tenho ego suficiente para </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114698444494484672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114698444494484672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114698444494484672' title='Ego'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114618968492729519</id><published>2006-04-27T22:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:08:35.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The journey to the heaviside layer</title><summary type='text'>Eis que o Senhor cria Andrew Lloyd Weber. E almas solitárias cantam com os gatos&lt;/&gt;, regozijam com Cristo, assustam-se com o fantasma e choram pela primeira-dama.E há almas que preferem dormir. E que tem uma bolsa escrotal pequena.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114618968492729519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114618968492729519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114618968492729519' title='The journey to the heaviside layer'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114582111622676741</id><published>2006-04-23T16:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T16:43:16.116-03:00</updated><title type='text'>F.A.Q.</title><summary type='text'>A resposta.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.400monkeys.com/God/' title='F.A.Q.'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114582111622676741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114582111622676741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114582111622676741' title='F.A.Q.'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114560145171061243</id><published>2006-04-21T03:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T03:38:42.446-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining supermen!</title><summary type='text'>Mais aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114560145171061243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114560145171061243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114560145171061243' title='It&apos;s raining supermen!'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114550521767593966</id><published>2006-04-20T00:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T01:03:16.456-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minorias</title><summary type='text'>Como é gratificante ter uma boa idéia! Nem precisa ter sido você o iluminado, só o fato de perceber que o estalo foi dado e que a coisa é porreta já enche o peito de graça. Às vezes tenho lampejos que talvez nem possam ser considerados idéias para qualquer coisa, seja uma história, um personagem, uma bela sessão de sexo solitário. Não, eu não tive essa idéia, talvez alguma coisa parecida hoje de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114550521767593966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114550521767593966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114550521767593966' title='Minorias'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114481532304450684</id><published>2006-04-12T00:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:19:51.843-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Da arte de falar besteiras</title><summary type='text'>É simples: não se fala.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114481532304450684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114481532304450684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114481532304450684' title='Da arte de falar besteiras'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114446460100902225</id><published>2006-04-07T23:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T01:11:30.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Leia o livro</title><summary type='text'>Parei e pensei: qual a finalidade de um blog para mim? Falar de minha vida pessoal? Não, é muito tediosa. Tecer comentários sobre o mundo, vomitando minha valiosa opinião sobre os fatos que atormentam a humanidade? Também não, minha pretensão não chega a tanto, tampouco meu ego. Para quê então?A resposta é simples: divulgar minha filosofia de vida e todos os ensinamentos que funcionam com um </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114446460100902225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114446460100902225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114446460100902225' title='Leia o livro'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-114429746751336030</id><published>2006-04-06T01:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:24:27.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Starman</title><summary type='text'>Assentada a poeira sobre o astronauta brasileiro no espaço, posso, finalmente dizer: Vá tomar no cu, Marcos Pontes!Não precisa agradecer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114429746751336030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/114429746751336030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114429746751336030' title='Starman'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-112163875005316881</id><published>2005-07-17T19:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T19:45:46.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se deixe abater, você é mais forte que isso!</title><summary type='text'>É impressionante a falta do que fazer de algumas pessoas. Uns dormem, outros vêem TV e ainda tem aqueles, que na falta de qualquer atividade construtiva, se masturbam. No meu caso decidi voltar a escrever. Um exercício simples, despretensioso e que certa feita eu tentei aqui neste mesmo espaço. E neste também. Fracassos à parte eu poderia dizer menos eu e não citar coisas como beatniks, hakim bey</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/112163875005316881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/112163875005316881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112163875005316881' title='Não se deixe abater, você é mais forte que isso!'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130180.post-112139435920699210</id><published>2005-07-14T23:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T19:40:28.213-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais informações logo abaixo</title><summary type='text'>Voltei.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/112139435920699210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130180/posts/default/112139435920699210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cooledesleixado.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112139435920699210' title='Mais informações logo abaixo'/><author><name>TJ McQueen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t-QPvISmLFY/R9tB0vduioI/AAAAAAAAAA0/f-gw5QSBwMM/S220/eu_novo_p.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
