<?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-5919349</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:54:34.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Doce da Avozinha</title><subtitle type='html'>Doces para toda a sociedade Portuguesa. "Se gordura é formosura, doçaria é alegria".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5919349.post-107511878211012712</id><published>2004-01-26T12:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-26T12:08:29.996Z</updated><title type='text'>NOVA MORADA</title><summary type='text'>www.docedaavozinha.weblog.com.pt














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</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107511878211012712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107511878211012712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107511878211012712' title='NOVA MORADA'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107162796302339396</id><published>2003-12-17T02:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-17T02:26:16.983Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Abaixo os penetras

O dono da festa já estava irritado com o número de penetras. 
Num determinado momento pediu silêncio a todos e anunciou um acontecimento especial. 
- Peço aos convidados do noivo que se coloquem à minha direita.... 
Um monte de gente ainda mastigando as empadinhas se dirigiu à direita. 
- E agora eu peço que os convidados da noiva se dirijam à minha esquerda. 
Mais uma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162796302339396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162796302339396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107162796302339396' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107162734842862467</id><published>2003-12-17T02:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-17T02:16:38.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Agradecimentos

Apesar de não ser "um dos nossos" congratulo-me pela Direita ter provado os doces da avozinha, bem como retribuo à Memória Virtual.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162734842862467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162734842862467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107162734842862467' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107162687969879757</id><published>2003-12-17T02:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-17T02:08:13.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Imagem



</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162687969879757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162687969879757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107162687969879757' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107162647165762652</id><published>2003-12-17T02:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-17T02:01:25.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bufices

Parece que está encontrado o juiz para o bufo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162647165762652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162647165762652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107162647165762652' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107162632268096043</id><published>2003-12-17T01:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-17T01:58:56.893Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bruxarias

Parece que o bruxo já sabe que Saddam é bufo!
Será que tem o previlégio de assistir aos interrogatórios?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162632268096043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162632268096043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107162632268096043' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107162608056298970</id><published>2003-12-17T01:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-17T01:54:54.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cabalas

Parece que afinal alguém acordou no PS.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162608056298970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107162608056298970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107162608056298970' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107148421510599018</id><published>2003-12-15T10:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-15T10:30:28.463Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O artigo do mês

Este artigo que anexo simboliza a ideia de milhões de portugueses que todos os anos se encontram nas respectivas festas, mas que apesar de possuírem este sentimento (eu incluído), continuam a ir aos jantares.

"Por um Natal sem jantares! 

Entrámos no mês de Dezembro e aproximamo-nos vertiginosamente do momento mais doloroso do ano para todos os que trabalham em empresas: o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107148421510599018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107148421510599018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107148421510599018' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107144019133559307</id><published>2003-12-14T22:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-14T22:16:44.810Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sentimento



Permitam-me isto, é que hoje só me apetece dizer "We have got him".



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Cabo da Roca, Portugal</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107132784770892193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107132784770892193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107132784770892193' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107119355100861871</id><published>2003-12-12T01:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-12T01:46:03.433Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Novos Estádios

Por muitos se calhar desconhecido, mas hoje à noite disputou-se no novo Estádio Municipal de Aveiro (parece que vai ser novo Mário Duarte), o jogo de inauguração da equipa do Beira-Mar, neste que vai ser o seu novo estádio.
A referida inauguração teve como encontro o Beira-Mar - Ossasuna (Espanha) que terminou com a marcação de penalidades.
Mas, o importante é que estavam a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107119355100861871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107119355100861871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107119355100861871' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107119252511470627</id><published>2003-12-12T01:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-12T01:29:37.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Livros-3



"Os azulejos que cobrem as paredes de Lisboa contam a história de uma cidade feliz. Este livro convida-nos a descobrir uma Lisboa mais secreta, onde a memória e o imaginário se sobrepõem. Este livro de História lê-se como se fosse um romance, mas permite-nos saltitar entre as várias épocas (capítulos) da cidade: rever o século XX e depois regressar aos fenícios ou às judiarias, às </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107119252511470627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107119252511470627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107119252511470627' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107111139909737129</id><published>2003-12-11T02:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-11T02:56:50.970Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A História de um futebolista acabado

Alberto Gonçalves conta-nos a sua história de futebolista acabado para o futebol, por uma questão de camisolas.
Como o compreendo, eu também nesse colosso clube chamado Domingos Sávio (sim, esse! Donde saiu Quaresma, Dominguez, José Carlos, Fidalgo e o puto João Pereira), enterrei as minhas chuteiras e ofereci com toda a pompa e circunstância a minha camisola</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107111139909737129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107111139909737129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107111139909737129' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107093348775791778</id><published>2003-12-09T01:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:31:39.420Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mugabe anuncia saída da Commonwealth

Blair e seus amigos já não dormem hoje.




</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107093348775791778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107093348775791778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107093348775791778' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107093329635525266</id><published>2003-12-09T01:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:28:28.170Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alpinista



Escalou o corpo sinuoso de Daniela Pestova e ajeita-lhe agora a lingerie. Um momento caricato da colagem de um cartaz publicitário gigante – 126,5 metros quadrados –, com as supermodelos Pestova e Naomi Campbell. No centro de Genebra, Suíça.
(via Sic Online)

Quem não gostaria também de escalar?
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107093329635525266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107093329635525266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107093329635525266' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107093305840596987</id><published>2003-12-09T01:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:24:30.253Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais uma cabala?

O Secretário de Estado da Agricultura e Pescas do Governo Regional dos Açores demitiu-se hoje por alegadamente o seu nome ser um dos putativos pedófilos nos Açores.
Diz Ricardo Rodrigues que "...Nada tenho a ver com os processos, que têm vindo a público, mencionados em alguns órgãos de comunicação social, relativos a qualquer caso de abuso sexual de menores. Não posso, porém, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107093305840596987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107093305840596987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107093305840596987' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107085208765693746</id><published>2003-12-08T02:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-08T02:54:59.540Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parabéns Queirós

Quatro portugueses em Nou Camp: Queirós, Peseiro, Figo e Quaresma.
Num jogo extremamente bem jogado, Queirós e seus pares fizeram história.
Vinte anos, doze treinadores depois (o último tinha sido a velha glória Di Stéfano), o Real voltou a ganhar em Barcelona.
As capas dos jornais espanhóis ilustram as duas faces da moeda.



</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107085208765693746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107085208765693746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107085208765693746' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107065075723621918</id><published>2003-12-05T18:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T19:04:55.063Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sá Carneiro

Fez ontem 23 anos que Portugal perdeu um dos seus maiores estadistas.
CAA faz hoje o relato de como enfrentou a morte de Sá Carneiro.
Poucos não terão sentindo o mesmo, e uma certeza "...O PSD dos últimos 20 anos é um partido acomodado de comodistas sem a mínima vontade de alteração do status quo . O PSD de hoje, efectuado há muito o assassínio ritual do seu pai fundador, é a negação</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107065075723621918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107065075723621918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107065075723621918' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107064974653804047</id><published>2003-12-05T18:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T19:05:16.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Famous Leader Are You?

O escárnio alertou-me para este teste What Famous Leader Are You?
.

O resultado foi este:

What Famous Leader Are You?
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064974653804047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064974653804047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107064974653804047' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107064933728468262</id><published>2003-12-05T18:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T19:09:24.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Os Hábitos

JPC fala hoje do hábito vil que existe em Portugal (e não só, em África espera-se 2 horas após a hora marcada) do atraso sucessivo às horas marcadas para o encontro.
De tal forma que essa prática existe, e que existe além-fronteiras, que António Fagundes escreveu e representa uma peça de teatro intitulada "Sete Minutos", que esteve em cena no Coliseu do Porto nos dias 14,15 e 16 de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064933728468262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064933728468262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107064933728468262' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107064812753040252</id><published>2003-12-05T18:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T18:15:38.586Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apuramento

Acabei de conhecer o grupo em que Portugal ficou para a Fase de Apuramento para o Mundial de 2006 a realizar na Alemanha.
Eis o Grupo:
Portugal, Rússia, Eslováquia, Letónia, Estónia, Liechtenstein e Luxemburgo 

Será que os seleccionados aproveitarão para aprender algum curso Marxista?
É que à excepção do Luxemburgo, onde jogaremos em casa, será a viagem até à ex-URSS.
Vejam as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064812753040252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064812753040252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107064812753040252' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107064794479815830</id><published>2003-12-05T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T18:12:35.933Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Agradecimento

A Voz do deserto já comeu o docinho da avó.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064794479815830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107064794479815830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107064794479815830' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107058999621215171</id><published>2003-12-05T02:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T02:06:47.206Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Novo Link

Sangue, Suor e Lágrimas, nos desenhos deste blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107058999621215171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107058999621215171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107058999621215171' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107058924517164432</id><published>2003-12-05T01:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-05T01:54:15.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pensamento

“Teoricamente, a teoria e a prática são a mesma coisa... mas na prática não.”
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107058924517164432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107058924517164432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107058924517164432' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107050421442647464</id><published>2003-12-04T02:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-04T02:41:26.363Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acordo Histórico

Depois de ver e reler a notícia do acordo histórico na AutoEuropa, fico satisfeito por perceber que neste país ainda existem pessoas que se consigam sentar a uma mesa de negociações e redigir um acordo sobre o futuro e o destino da vida de outros.
O acordo efectuado entre a Auto Europa e a Comissão de Trabalhadores, vêm revolucionar os acordos laborais em Portugal.
Todos estamos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107050421442647464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107050421442647464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107050421442647464' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107050308331824047</id><published>2003-12-04T01:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-04T01:58:13.350Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Insónias

Existe pior situação que uma insónia?
Normalmente as ditas cujas, aparecem em momentos inexplicáveis, por vezes até em momentos de maior cansaço ou mesmo stress.
Tanto aparecem na noite anterior a um exame, a uma entrega de um relatório importante, a de uma reunião com a Administração que poderá definir o nosso papel na Empresa nos próximos tempos, ou então aparecem em momentos sem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107050308331824047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107050308331824047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107050308331824047' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107050232504986663</id><published>2003-12-04T01:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-04T01:45:35.280Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nomes

Esperemos que o conteúdo também seja giro, interessante e motivante para um regresso assíduo.
Ok Maria!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107050232504986663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107050232504986663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107050232504986663' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107047612270331389</id><published>2003-12-03T18:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-03T18:28:53.163Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Agradecimento

Obrigado Nuno.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107047612270331389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107047612270331389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107047612270331389' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-10703303476700746</id><published>2003-12-02T01:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T02:07:38.726Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jarro



Jardim Botânico, Funchal, Madeira</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/10703303476700746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/10703303476700746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#10703303476700746' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107024510584954131</id><published>2003-12-01T02:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T02:18:35.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Frio




</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107024510584954131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107024510584954131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107024510584954131' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107024366735899148</id><published>2003-12-01T01:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:54:37.466Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O título do Dia

Da Sic Notícias para a capa da Playboy?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107024366735899148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107024366735899148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107024366735899148' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107024329690335547</id><published>2003-12-01T01:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T02:05:59.866Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Livros-2



Mário Rui de Carvalho no livro "Por dentro das Guerras" conta-nos toda a sua vida atrás de uma câmara a filmar guerras e catástrofes.
"...Isso não quer dizer que não tenha medo perante as situações complicadas em que me vejo regularmente envolvido...penso mesmo que é fundamental ter medo. Quando se chega ao ponto de relativizar o medo, e se tem consciência de que isso está a suceder, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107024329690335547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107024329690335547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107024329690335547' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107007149622237310</id><published>2003-11-29T02:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:55:19.060Z</updated><title type='text'>Cavaco e o PEC</title><summary type='text'>

Cavaco Silva afirmou hoje que O Pacto de Estabilidade está neste momento morto, pelo menos no que diz respeito à parte sancionatória. Penso que isso é uma indicação de que a Europa comunitária está sem rumo.
Pelo que pude observar na blogosfera, como aqui, aqui, aqui, parece que as referidas declarações causaram algum espanto em certos bloguistas.
Mas, pergunto eu, alguém, mesmo sendo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107007149622237310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107007149622237310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107007149622237310' title='&lt;strong&gt;Cavaco e o PEC&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-107003207198322930</id><published>2003-11-28T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-02T02:06:58.790Z</updated><title type='text'>O Título do Dia</title><summary type='text'>Dias da Cunha dizia ontem que os lenços brancos e os assobios não eram para Fernando Santos.
Então era para quem?
O Jogo hoje faz o título dos desportivos.


A Tristeza que Adufe, é suplantada pela análise crítica do João Miranda</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107003207198322930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/107003207198322930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#107003207198322930' title='&lt;strong&gt;O Título do Dia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106997967028226988</id><published>2003-11-28T00:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-28T00:34:39.050Z</updated><title type='text'>Título do Dia</title><summary type='text'>Continuamos a falar de roupas interiores.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106997967028226988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106997967028226988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106997967028226988' title='&lt;strong&gt;Título do Dia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106997867733551206</id><published>2003-11-28T00:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-28T00:18:06.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Imagem do Dia</title><summary type='text'>

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106997867733551206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106997867733551206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106997867733551206' title='&lt;strong&gt;Imagem do Dia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106989356458189166</id><published>2003-11-27T00:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:56:06.436Z</updated><title type='text'>Terrorismo</title><summary type='text'>Concordo plenamente com o Paulo, ler e reler o artigo de Nuno Severiano Teixeira.

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106989356458189166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106989356458189166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106989356458189166' title='&lt;strong&gt;Terrorismo&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106987473252733136</id><published>2003-11-26T19:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-26T19:25:41.110Z</updated><title type='text'>A Opinião do Dia</title><summary type='text'>Uma carta para o Zé.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106987473252733136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106987473252733136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106987473252733136' title='&lt;strong&gt;A Opinião do Dia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106987450328157419</id><published>2003-11-26T19:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:56:27.560Z</updated><title type='text'>Os títulos do dia</title><summary type='text'>O País continua a falar de tangas

O Êxito brasileiro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106987450328157419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106987450328157419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106987450328157419' title='&lt;strong&gt;Os títulos do dia&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106981462172023256</id><published>2003-11-26T02:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:56:39.793Z</updated><title type='text'>A esquerda</title><summary type='text'>Como já sabem tenho uma admiração por MMC, como sabem é ele o político que mais vontade de rir me dá.
Como contribuição MMC criou um blog, e que gargalhada eu tive quando abri a página mais narcisista da blogosfera.
Afirmo desde já que, nunca mais irei linkar o seu blog, porque eu sou como o Pedro Lomba e o Pedro Mexia nós não queremos entrar em Manuel Maria Carrilho. 
Não quis realmente </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106981462172023256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106981462172023256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106981462172023256' title='&lt;strong&gt;A esquerda&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106981381469359973</id><published>2003-11-26T02:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-26T02:31:03.623Z</updated><title type='text'>PEC</title><summary type='text'>

Eis para onde foi o PEC.
Depois do acordo feito durante 9 horas de reunião (para quê tanta hora?) foi pelo buraco abaixo que o PEC foi.
Como forma de mostrar à Europa o nosso apoio, afundamos o PEC no buraco.
E agora MFL?
Continua obcecada?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106981381469359973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106981381469359973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106981381469359973' title='&lt;strong&gt;PEC&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106954875370643661</id><published>2003-11-23T00:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:58:16.103Z</updated><title type='text'>JFK</title><summary type='text'>Já foi há 40 anos!
Realmente, como o tempo passa depressa.
Durante estes dias que antecediam a data da morte de JFK, a RTP, esse canal que devia ser ainda mais de serviço público, emitiu uma série sobre a vida de JFK.
Uma série feita à alguns anos,  protagonizada por Martin Sheen, para mim, o melhor actor a desempenhar JFK.
A série que abordava a vida de JFK desde a eleição à sua passagem pela </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106954875370643661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106954875370643661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106954875370643661' title='&lt;strong&gt;JFK&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106934508047816930</id><published>2003-11-20T16:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:58:02.963Z</updated><title type='text'>O trânsito nos parques de estacionamento</title><summary type='text'>Há muito tempo que pensava em falar sobre este assunto, que me irrita solenemente.
Neste país, no que concerne ao trânsito não existe respeito, todos sabemos.
E para confirmar esta afirmação, temos os exemplos da forma de condução dos portugueses nos parques de estacionamento dos supermercados, centros comerciais, e afins.
Qualquer parque de estacionamento necessita de sinalização para que possa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106934508047816930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106934508047816930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106934508047816930' title='&lt;strong&gt;O trânsito nos parques de estacionamento&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106934416207502810</id><published>2003-11-20T16:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:57:48.416Z</updated><title type='text'>Balneários</title><summary type='text'>Em conclusão do post de ontem, venho expressar o mesmo descontentamento e irritação, porque mais uma vez, este país defende quem não merece.
Ontem fazia um repto à� FPF para que a mesma, castigasse severamente os participantes naquele acto selvático realizado no balneário após o jogo França - Portugal em Sub-21.
Depois do Secretário Estado da Juventude e Desporto Hermí�nio Loureiro ter condenado </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106934416207502810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106934416207502810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106934416207502810' title='&lt;strong&gt;Balneários&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106926003778237387</id><published>2003-11-19T16:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-01T01:57:31.900Z</updated><title type='text'>Seremos arruaceiros?</title><summary type='text'>A selecção de Portugal em Sub-21 venceu ontem a França na marcação de penalidades, passando assim à fase final do Europeu da categoria.
Até aqui, tudo bem!
Julgo que todos os que viram o jogo, (JPP não) vibraram da mesma forma que o fiz.
Saltamos quando Moreira defendeu, gritamos quando Ronaldo acabou com o sofrimento.
Hoje pela manhã, comenta as peripécias do jogo com o dono do café onde tomo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106926003778237387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106926003778237387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106926003778237387' title='&lt;strong&gt;Seremos arruaceiros?&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106911383112701985</id><published>2003-11-18T00:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-18T00:03:57.680Z</updated><title type='text'>What movie Do you Belong in?</title><summary type='text'>Pirates of the Caribbean!
 What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla

Depois disto?
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106911383112701985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106911383112701985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106911383112701985' title='What movie Do you Belong in?'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106903382725413313</id><published>2003-11-17T01:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-17T01:50:32.936Z</updated><title type='text'>Governos</title><summary type='text'>Parece que em concorrência ao Governo Sombra do Adufe, já temos na blogoesfera um novo PM.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106903382725413313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106903382725413313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106903382725413313' title='&lt;strong&gt;Governos&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106892717396772645</id><published>2003-11-15T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-15T20:12:59.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Raleiras</title><summary type='text'>Ainda bem.
Felicidades</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106892717396772645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106892717396772645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106892717396772645' title='&lt;strong&gt;Raleiras&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106886707977885874</id><published>2003-11-15T03:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-18T22:01:00.840Z</updated><title type='text'>Agradecimento-2</title><summary type='text'>Retribuo os meus agradecimentos a JPC</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106886707977885874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106886707977885874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106886707977885874' title='&lt;strong&gt;Agradecimento-2&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106886315209310273</id><published>2003-11-15T02:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-15T03:30:34.620Z</updated><title type='text'>Ruela e Raleiras</title><summary type='text'>Todos sabemos que fazemos parte de um país constituído por um povo corajoso, audacioso, aventureiro, sem temores.
Por termos sido, e por sermos assim, é que à mais de 500 anos que andamos a mostrar ao Mundo as nossas capacidades de audácia.
Foi assim, que descobrimos e conquistamos grande parte do Mundo, viajando em barcos, que hoje olhamos, como se de umas cascas de nozes se tratassem.
Foi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106886315209310273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106886315209310273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106886315209310273' title='&lt;strong&gt;Ruela e Raleiras&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106882034473347973</id><published>2003-11-14T14:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-15T03:31:16.103Z</updated><title type='text'>Agradecimento-1</title><summary type='text'>O meu agradecimento à bloguitica por ter sido o primeiro blog (que eu tenha conhecimento) a colocar o link do docedaavozinha, no seu.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106882034473347973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106882034473347973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106882034473347973' title='&lt;strong&gt;Agradecimento-1&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106876858418653313</id><published>2003-11-14T00:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-14T00:09:49.676Z</updated><title type='text'>Resposta ao Manifesto</title><summary type='text'>Hoje, recebi por intermédio de um amigo um e-mail, que incluía um recorte do DNA de 1 de Novembro com o texto de um sr. chamado José Mário Silva que tinha como título "Manifesto anti-benfiquista".
E começava o dito sujeito "Gostava de começar por esclarecer uma coisa: eu tenho perfeita noção dos riscos que corro por ter escolhido este título..", ora como se pode constatar tentava o referido </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106876858418653313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106876858418653313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106876858418653313' title='&lt;strong&gt;Resposta ao Manifesto&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106859564677327408</id><published>2003-11-12T00:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-12T00:08:27.170Z</updated><title type='text'>A subtileza</title><summary type='text'>Para que dizer mais, não é JPC.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106859564677327408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106859564677327408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106859564677327408' title='&lt;strong&gt;A subtileza&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106859559810990875</id><published>2003-11-12T00:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-12T00:06:43.123Z</updated><title type='text'>Orçamento</title><summary type='text'>Sobre o orçamento de Estado para 2004, ao qual não me quero referir em grande pormenor, porque o mesmo já foi aprovado, apenas gostaria de indicar a Jaquizinhos mais algumas:
- Todos os utentes das SCUT´s que provavelmente irão cortar estradas, neste país de brandos costumes.
- Os médicos, essa classe tão desfavorecida que irá fazer greves porque o orçamento para saúde foi cortado.
- etc., etc</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106859559810990875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106859559810990875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106859559810990875' title='&lt;strong&gt;Orçamento&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106848184908284409</id><published>2003-11-10T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-11T01:29:04.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O líder da Província

Pinto da Costa é nos últimos anos, a figura mais importante no Norte do País, e principalmente, da cidade do Porto.
Todos sabem que o FCP não é o meu clube de eleição.
Mas, apesar de não o ser, temos que dar o mérito ao homem que construiu um clube de bairro, numa potência europeia e nacional, tendo nos últimos vinte anos, ganho 3 taças europeias, uma mundial e 12, salvo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106848184908284409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106848184908284409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106848184908284409' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106848017050034434</id><published>2003-11-10T16:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:02:55.243Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Floresta

Passado que está três meses sobre os fogos florestais que assolaram todo o nosso país, voltei ao Alto Alentejo, por razões pessoais.
Quando em Setembro, viajei pela última vez, a Marvão, deparei-me com toda a devastação efectuada pelas chamas do verão.  
Este fim de semana voltei a fazer o mesmo trajecto: A1-A23-IP2 até Castelo de Vide.
E fiquei contente.
Nestes últimos dois meses</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106848017050034434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106848017050034434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106848017050034434' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106817382202481947</id><published>2003-11-07T02:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-07T02:57:05.960Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feriados

Na sua opinião dominical JPP na SIC, sugeriu a redução dos feriados em Portugal como forma de intensificar a produtividade em Portugal.
JPP, eu até posso compreender a sua "indignação", apesar de num passado presente um PM ter começado a cair por causa de um feriado.
Agora, como vamos explicar aos empregados deste país tal redução?
Como é que os funcionários públicos irão entender?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106817382202481947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106817382202481947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106817382202481947' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106817340320063518</id><published>2003-11-07T02:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-07T02:50:07.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Regresso

Depois de ter estado mais de uma semana em profunda amnésia, deparo-me com a actualidade deste país à beira-mar plantado.
Tivemos de tudo, desde o lançamento de Harry Potter no Panteão, à entrevista do PR, o Frade, as manif´s dos estudantes, à derrota do Benfica com o Beira-Mar, ao caso Camarate de novo na berra e até mesmo ao novo estilo de Homem Barricado.
No que diz respeito ao </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106817340320063518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106817340320063518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106817340320063518' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106747665719345820</id><published>2003-10-30T01:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T01:17:36.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Desculpem estou com amnésia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106747665719345820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106747665719345820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106747665719345820' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106712896913877511</id><published>2003-10-26T01:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T00:19:02.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Catedral

Depois de tudo o que assisti durante o dia de hoje, apenas tenho palavras para dizer: que luxo!!!

Mais uma vez, os benfiquistas provaram durante o dia de hoje que ser do Benfica é ser de uma religião diferente de todas as outras.
Ser do Benfica é um estilo de vida, Ser do Benfica é pertencer a uma classe de pessoas que vivem, respiram e bebem sobre um lema - "Et Pluribus Unum".
</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106712896913877511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106712896913877511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106712896913877511' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106704237657207032</id><published>2003-10-25T01:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T01:39:36.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Livros - 1

Acabo de ler 10 histórias de amor em Portugal de Alexandre Borges.
Um livro simples, de fácil leitura onde AB narra dez histórias que possam servir de referência a uma lusa forma de amar.
AB decidiu narrar as histórias de amor de:
D. Pedro e D. Inês;
Luís de Camões e Dinamene;
Camilo Castelo Branco e Ana Plácido;
Antº Oliveira Salazar e Maria de Jesus;
Vieira da Silva e Arpad</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106704237657207032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106704237657207032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106704237657207032' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106701172650978317</id><published>2003-10-24T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T17:08:47.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reflexão

De um email recebido esta tarde:

Há 3 razões lógicas para se ser Benfiquista: 

- A razão natural: a mulher dá à luz, não dá às antas nem a alvalade; 

- A razão bíblica: há uma passagen na bíblia que diz: "dominarei os leões e  os dragões e voarei para o ceú sobre as asas de uma águia" 

- A razão teológica: Jesus Cristo encarnou. Não azulou nem esverdeou! 

</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106701172650978317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106701172650978317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106701172650978317' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106695333777254019</id><published>2003-10-24T00:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T01:06:17.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MMC 2

À uns dias atrás escrevia o quanto Manuel Maria Carrilho me faz rir.
Na altura escrevia sobre a sua comparação fantástica entre o caso Pedroso e Martins da Cruz.
Além disso, na altura alertava para o facto de MMC ter respondido a RGC na SIC que não tinha ido à fanfarra do PS às portas da AR, porque estava a trabalhar no Hemiciclo.
Mas, MMC não tinha ido porque, como afirmei na altura,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106695333777254019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106695333777254019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106695333777254019' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106678139989677583</id><published>2003-10-22T01:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T01:09:59.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A irritação

De algumas semanas para cá que a relação entre Moura Guedes (MMG) e Miguel Sousa Tavares (MST) não é das melhores.
Quando a opinião de MST entra no forum da Casa Pia ou de outros crimes parecidos, MMG tem um comportamento completamente irritante e intrometido.
MST vai aguentando, mas hoje, MST passou-se.
Discordo de muitas opiniões que MST debita nas páginas do Público, de todas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106678139989677583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106678139989677583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106678139989677583' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106678089851298681</id><published>2003-10-22T01:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T01:15:02.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Discurso

Eram 20.00 H quando as televisões nacionais abriam os seus telejornais em directo do Palácio de Belém, onde Jorge Sampaio iria falar à Nação.
As televisões minutos antes, em rodapé (essa linda forma de informar), alertavam para a comunicação do PR.
Se estivessemos na América, diríamos que Bush iria propor outra guerra qualquer.
Mas, como estamos em Portugal o assunto era escutas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106678089851298681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106678089851298681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106678089851298681' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106674687069018864</id><published>2003-10-21T15:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T15:34:30.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Suiça

No DN de hoje, vem o título "Suíços votam contra estrangeiros".O texto noticia a vitória da UDC (União Democrática do Centro), partido de extrema-direita, que obteve a maioria dos votos de Domingo.
A UDC defende um referendo de limitação dos imigrantes na Suiça, que constituem hoje, 30% da população activa, ou seja, 1,2 milhões de pessoas.
O discurso que a UDC efectua não é muito </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106674687069018864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106674687069018864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106674687069018864' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106669442685026387</id><published>2003-10-21T01:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T01:00:27.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A cunha do PS

JPP na sua análise de Domingo na SIC, pôs o dedo na ferida, e de forma simples, caracterizou a célebre história das escutas a Ferro.
Tudo não passou da cunha que o PS tentou pôr nas altas instâncias judiciais e governamentais do nosso país.
O PS e, principalmente Ferro Rodrugues, tem que perceber que todo este processo e a forma como o partido ou a direcção do mesmo, o está a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106669442685026387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106669442685026387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106669442685026387' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106644328654283968</id><published>2003-10-18T03:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T03:17:34.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Benfica

Depois da minha segunda visita ao Estádio do Bessa no espaço de dois meses, volto a vir desiludido com o meu SLB.
Da primeira vez frente à Lazio, a desilusão era mais de frustação.
Ontem o meu regresso tardio, foi uma desilusão de realismo.
Viajei para o Porto na companhia de um amigo, encontrando-me no Porto com mais dois, e diga-se, que a viagem até nem correu mal, até porque o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106644328654283968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106644328654283968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106644328654283968' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106607250142386269</id><published>2003-10-13T20:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T20:15:01.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fanfarra

Sinto-me satisfeito por perceber que não fui o único a achar que a fanfarra a PP foi perfeitamente desnecessária.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106607250142386269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106607250142386269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106607250142386269' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106607239812369377</id><published>2003-10-13T20:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T20:13:18.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>José Lamego

A Dra. Ana Gomes na sua "linda" e "urdidura" entrevista ao DN de ontem, questiona quem irá pagar as despesas de José Lamego na Administração do Iraque.
Espantoso, Dra. Ana Gomes!
O PS continua na sua tempestade de ideias.
José Lamego, é no momento uma das maiores figuras do PS actual, a par de António Vitorino.
Quanto a António Vitorino, a direcção do PS, não se importaria </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106607239812369377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106607239812369377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106607239812369377' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106607012873176343</id><published>2003-10-13T19:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T19:37:50.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A intolerância Estudantil

Os estudantes andam na rua novamente, desta vez, pelo aumento das propinas impostas pela política renovadora de Pedro Lynce.
A maior parte da sociedade portuguesa concorda com a nova metodologia, e eu também.
E concordo, porque os estudantes do ensino superior público, têm-se que convencer que para puderem reclamar por melhorias nas instalações universitárias, por </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106607012873176343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106607012873176343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106607012873176343' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106583268229369276</id><published>2003-10-11T01:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T01:41:06.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Fanfarra a vê-lo passar

Paulo Pedroso (PP) foi libertado à dois dias, como todos sabemos e vimos.
Como prova de "solidariedade" os deputados do PS colocaram-se à porta das traseiras da AR, para ver PP passar.
E aqui começa quanto a mim o maior problema desta libertação.
Não vou a criticar em termos jurídicos, porque não é nem a minha vocação, nem a minha função, vou sim comentar a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106583268229369276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106583268229369276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106583268229369276' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106574045554346193</id><published>2003-10-10T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T01:42:18.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A comparação incomparável

Manuel Maria Carrilho (MMC) é o político que mais vontade de rir me dá.
Sempre deu. Desde o princípio, desde o WC ministerial mais caro de sempre.
Mas, hoje falo de MMC porque me deu uma vontade de rir imensa ver e ouvir MMC, comparar esta noite na SIC, o caso da saída de Paulo Pedroso e o caso da "cunha" de Martins da Cruz.
Sobre o primeiro caso, e não </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106574045554346193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106574045554346193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106574045554346193' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106571825995651963</id><published>2003-10-09T17:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T01:42:52.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A nova MNE

A notícia de Teresa Patrício Gouveia como a nova ministra do Governo de Durão Barroso supreendeu muita gente, entre elas, Ricardo Costa.
No dia da demissão de Martins da Cruz, Ricardo Costa jurava pela sua honra, tentanto ironizar com Martins da Cruz, sobre a notícia que a SIC avançava de o novo ministro ser o actual embaixador de Portugal na REPER.
Ricardo Costa chegou mesmo a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106571825995651963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106571825995651963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106571825995651963' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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-5919349.post-106571528956177758</id><published>2003-10-09T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T17:44:58.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106571528956177758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5919349/posts/default/106571528956177758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://docedaavozinha.blogspot.com/index.html#106571528956177758' title=''/><author><name>TMA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16290186709822223774</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>
