<?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-5184185</id><updated>2011-12-09T10:39:48.271-03:00</updated><title type='text'>INDAGAÇÕES E OUTROS RITUAIS</title><subtitle type='html'>Isso é Luís Antonio Miscow, infelizmente.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lu�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18191557653243064044</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>786</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1368347677690858789</id><published>2011-12-08T14:26:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T10:39:48.278-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SOBRE LEITURASÉ, senhores. Estou escrevendo muito pouco mesmo. Em compensação, leio como se não houvesse amanhã.Logo, se posso contribuir de alguma maneira com os poucos, fiéis e desavisados leitores que eu tenho, é indicando os livros que estou lendo e que merecem menção.(sendo, na verdade, quase todos, porque eu tenho um feeling inacreditável pra livro, errando muito pouco. Modéstia à parte).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1368347677690858789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1368347677690858789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1368347677690858789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1368347677690858789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/12/sobre-leituras-e-senhores.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3735216873925676021</id><published>2011-12-06T16:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:07:14.471-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COBRANÇASEu tenho me cobrado pra cacete nos últimos tempos. Tenho feito várias auto-análises das quais saio sempre insatisfeito, querendo mudar uma série de coisas e desconfiado de que na verdade não vou conseguir mudar nenhuma.(às vezes, bem às vezes mesmo, tento acreditar na batida frase do Nietzsche, de que a gente tem que tomar cuidado para, ao matar nossos demônios, não acabar com o melhor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3735216873925676021/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3735216873925676021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3735216873925676021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3735216873925676021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/12/cobrancas-eu-tenho-me-cobrado-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-681491539972927924</id><published>2011-11-08T08:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:05:05.444-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SCAPEGOATINGOntem assisti a um documentário espetacular da ESPN. Chama-se "Catching Hell", e tem no youtube, em 10 partes.O documentário conta a história da tragédia pessoal de um torcedor durante uma partida de baseball nos EUA. Acho que mesmo quem nunca assistiu a uma partida do esporte já viu cenas em que a bola é rebatida para a arquibancada, fazendo os torcedores tentarem pegá-la. Muitos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/681491539972927924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=681491539972927924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/681491539972927924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/681491539972927924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/scapegoating-ontem-assisti-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3394123568879803095</id><published>2011-11-07T11:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T11:01:00.128-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LEITURASComo já cumpri 2/3 da minha meta de leitura do mês (na primeira semana ainda!), dei-me de presente a autorização para começar o 1Q84, do Murakami. Como é um livo gigantesco (1.000 páginas, fora o terceiro volume!), não posso incluir nas metas, sob pena de não ler mais nada.Foi super divertido ler por uma hora e só chegar aos 3% (NOT!). O fato é que o livro é MUITO bom. Vai ser um bom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3394123568879803095/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3394123568879803095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3394123568879803095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3394123568879803095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/leituras-como-ja-cumpri-23-da-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8318788966219127842</id><published>2011-11-04T10:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:00:59.375-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE (NOT SO) GREAT GATSBYAssim. Eu penso que se um livro vira clássico, é porque tem alguma coisa que marcou uma geração e/ou conseguiu se tornar atemporal. Logo, a obra mais famosa do F. Scott Fitzgerald é boa, eu que não alcancei.Na minha mais que humilde opinião, não precisava ser uma novela, podia ter ficado num conto. Porque não tem lá muita história. Se a curva dramática fosse mais </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8318788966219127842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8318788966219127842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8318788966219127842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8318788966219127842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-so-great-gatsby-assim.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-930788418066675127</id><published>2011-11-01T18:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T18:55:01.324-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The (not so) Great Gatsby</title><summary type='text'>Estou exatamente na metade do livro, mas precisando reclamar.(claro que ainda falta a outra metade, de modo que eu posso quebrar a cara lindamente. Mas essa é a graça.)Eu comecei lendo achando que o Gatsby seria um bon vivant clássico, conquistador e fútil. E de fato só até agora já houve a descrição de umas três festonas em sua casa. Mas aí o negócio ficou meio esquisito.(personagens ricos e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/930788418066675127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=930788418066675127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/930788418066675127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/930788418066675127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-so-great-gatsby.html' title='The (not so) Great Gatsby'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7188955959683913504</id><published>2011-10-26T10:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:42:00.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GERAÇÃO ZERO... O QUÊ?Se me pedirem hoje para citar um grande escritor brasileiro, acho que eu só sei responder com alguém da velha guarda, tipo o Rubem Fonseca (e mesmo assim sem saber se ele continua escrevendo com qualidade. Nunca se sabe).A verdade é que eu ignoro a literatura nacional contemporânea. No entanto, tem uma pá de autores em língua portuguesa fazendo sucesso por aí, não preciso </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7188955959683913504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7188955959683913504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7188955959683913504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7188955959683913504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/geracao-zero.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5910678612506592704</id><published>2011-10-25T14:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:41:45.510-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAIS E-BOOKSFiz outro dia minha ode aos livros digitais e ninguém nem tchum, né? Tudo bem, eu penso realmente tudo aquilo, não falei pra polemizar.Hoje li esse post espetacular que faz mais ou menos o mesmo desabafo, lembrando às pessoas que a nova tecnologia democratiza o acesso à literatura. Reflitam.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5910678612506592704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5910678612506592704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5910678612506592704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5910678612506592704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/mais-e-books-fiz-outro-dia-minha-ode.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1569220671394485694</id><published>2011-10-21T15:10:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T15:27:21.185-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NÓS, LEITORES DIGITAISEu morro de pena de quem tem preconceito com e-reader. Quer dizer, na verdade mesmo, eu os desprezo. Não a pessoa que apenas não tem um Kindle ou Nook, mas o fetichista que acha que o invólucro é melhor do que o conteúdo. Que se considera mais próximo da literatura só porque encosta em um bando de papel.(sim, um livro é só um bando de papel costurado, assim como um disco é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1569220671394485694/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1569220671394485694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1569220671394485694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1569220671394485694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/nos-leitores-digitais-eu-morro-de-pena.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzw1xdgOERo/TqG4pRXSDrI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HyXbT2TFVKg/s72-c/ebookreaders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5178678556490971615</id><published>2011-10-20T09:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T10:02:54.684-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MONOTEMÁTICOOk, faz alguns meses que eu estou monotemático, e só falo do Caminho de Santiago. Paciência, algumas experiências são life-changing, essa foi uma delas. De repente eu mudo o nome do blog para "Indagações e Outros Rituais no Caminho de Santiago".Just kidding.Quando estávamos no Alto del Perdón, fomos comprar uma coca em um amulante que havia lá (sim, há ambulantes vendendo bebidas em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5178678556490971615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5178678556490971615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5178678556490971615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5178678556490971615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/monotematico-ok-faz-alguns-meses-que-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vnTpJEFlj5g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-6875501727277232356</id><published>2011-10-14T11:12:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T11:32:43.421-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DA SÉRIE: SIM, EU ME DIVIRTO COM A TECNOLOGIAPassei esse feriado na estúpida expectativa pelo novo sistema operacional do iPhone, que apenas implementaria melhoras existentes há tempos em outros celulares.Mas não é sobre isso que eu queria falar. O novo iPhone 4S, lançado essa semana, tem um programa que usa inteligência artificial (Blue Fairy?) para interagir com os usuários. O programa se chama</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6875501727277232356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=6875501727277232356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6875501727277232356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6875501727277232356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/da-serie-sim-eu-me-divirto-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hx5TeYql0CA/TphFuAWJmlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qehqxRyHgrQ/s72-c/tumblr_lsz8nsENN61r4eoiuo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-266285362200674196</id><published>2011-10-11T16:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:10:48.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OS VELHINHOS DO CAMINHOEu já falei como os espanhois valorizam os peregrinos, mas são as pessoas idosas que realmente se superam na ajuda e conforto de quem caminha a Santiago. Passamos por isso 3 vezes.*************A primeira delas foi, de longe, a mais impressionante. (sei que o mais importante deveria fechar a narrativa, como um super clímax, mas eu sou freak das ordens cronológicas). Tínhamos</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/266285362200674196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=266285362200674196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/266285362200674196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/266285362200674196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/os-velhinhos-do-caminho-eu-ja-falei.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2366860024866825752</id><published>2011-10-07T09:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T09:19:00.255-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STEVE JOBSCom a internet frenética falando da morte do gênio por trás da Apple, acabei lembrando desse discurso fantástico do Jobs em Stanford. Vejam o vídeo inteiro, porque vale à pena.Minha parte preferida é a teoria dos pontos. Só depois de um tempo, olhando para trás, é que você consegue entende que tudo na sua vida teve um propósito. Não adianta tentar fazer isso olhando pra frente. Nas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2366860024866825752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2366860024866825752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2366860024866825752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2366860024866825752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/steve-jobs-com-internet-frenetica.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JdmJEwO5qiE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-868603463162272726</id><published>2011-10-06T11:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T11:40:25.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOBELO Nobel de Literatura normalmente é legal para descobrir um autor completamente desconhecido antes do prêmio. Às vezes é uma boa descoberta, como o Orhan Pamuk, às vezes é alguém chato que ganhou sabe-se lá por quê.(eu acho que no mundo ultra boring de hoje tem cota pra tudo. Então desconfio de prêmios dados a pessoas de países longínquos, envolvidos em guerra, perseguidos políticos, etc.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/868603463162272726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=868603463162272726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/868603463162272726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/868603463162272726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/nobel-o-nobel-de-literatura-normalmente.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7990877722709149733</id><published>2011-10-05T14:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:28:54.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PRIMÓRDIOS DA INTERNET, EU PARTICIPEI!Maravilhosa história do Gus Morais. Lembrei de todo o meu começo na internet, e concordo plenamente quando ele diz que a gente tende a humanizar a tecnologia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7990877722709149733/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7990877722709149733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7990877722709149733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7990877722709149733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/10/primordios-da-internet-eu-participei.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1434846925185610156</id><published>2011-09-30T10:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:57:07.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Extremely Loud &amp; Incredibly CloseÉ um dos meus livros da vida. Sim, junto com "Grande Sertão: veredas", "Os Miseráveis", "Grandes Esperanças", etc. É uma das histórias mais bonitas de todos os tempos.Vai daí que virou filme, e eu já vi o trailer umas 5 vezes, e me emociono SEMPRE. Vai ser uma choradeira só no cinema. Aguardem.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1434846925185610156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1434846925185610156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1434846925185610156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1434846925185610156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/extremely-loud-incredibly-close-e-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rJrkO7_CGlg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3519160898669310260</id><published>2011-09-27T10:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T10:28:11.242-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LET IT GO“let it go-thesmashed word brokenopen vow orthe oath cracked lengthwise-let it go itwas sworn togolet them go-thetruthful liars andthe false fair friendsand the boths andneithers-you must let them go theywere bornto golet all go-thebig small middlingtall bigger reallythe biggest and allthings-let all godearso comes love.”-e.e. cummingsObs: não, não é recado pra ninguém. Só lembrei do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3519160898669310260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3519160898669310260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3519160898669310260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3519160898669310260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/let-it-go-let-it-go-smashed-word-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7270977556951309883</id><published>2011-09-23T08:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T08:57:00.297-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HARUKI MURAKAMITerminei de ler mais um livro do Murakami. Dessa vez foi o "Wind-up Bird Chronicle". Após mais de 600 páginas, continuei com dificuldades em entender por que gosto tanto desse autor. Suas histórias são estranhas, com muito surrealismo e finais extremamente abertos. No entanto, sinto um prazer imenso lendo-as, e acho tudo perfeitamente normal durante a leitura.Eis que liberaram, em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7270977556951309883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7270977556951309883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7270977556951309883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7270977556951309883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/haruki-murakami-terminei-de-ler-mais-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1699108396442484126</id><published>2011-09-21T12:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T12:06:00.491-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SUGESTÃOAcho que a maioria não sabe, mas participei de 2 podcasts com o pessoal do Cabulosocast. Bom, como é possível que alguém sequer saiba o que é um podcast, trata-se de uma espécie de programa de rádio gravado e disponibilizado na internet. Você baixa e e escuta quando quiser.O Cabulosocast é um posdcast literário, integrante do site Leitor Cabuloso. Recomendo ambos: Site e Podcast.Os 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1699108396442484126/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1699108396442484126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1699108396442484126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1699108396442484126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/sugestao-acho-que-maioria-nao-sabe-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8359813704822642155</id><published>2011-09-20T08:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T08:15:01.383-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUEM CHEGA AGORA A COMPOSTELAPor esses dias os nossos conhecidos do começo do Caminho devem estar chegando a Santiago de Compostela. Essa é a maior desvantagem de cortar etapas, perde-se o contato que se vem estabelecendo com as pessoas que começaram junto com você.Tenho certeza de que seria ainda mais legal chegar a Santiago mais ou menos junto com eles. No entanto, de certa forma, chegamos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8359813704822642155/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8359813704822642155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8359813704822642155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8359813704822642155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/quem-chega-agora-compostela-por-esses.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7941225119042516180</id><published>2011-09-19T08:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:15:30.743-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY"happy birthday, you're not special. you're getting older, but not much better. we all want to embarrass you, that's why we're singing this song. so happy fucking birthday. you're not special. you're not special."(Happy Birthday Song, NOFX)Eu sempre boto esse mesmo post, né? =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7941225119042516180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7941225119042516180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7941225119042516180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7941225119042516180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-happy-birthday-youre-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-4951500580735100677</id><published>2011-09-16T08:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T08:40:00.188-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE EU APRENDI COM O CAMINHO - 2O piso em 80% do Caminho de Santiago é composto de terra batida,brita e muitas, muitas pedras. Os pés sofrem demais, porque o tornozelo vive virando e correndo o risco de torcer, e a sola fica em petição de miséria.Em vários momentos o peregrino é obrigado a simplesmente não olhar mais para frente nem para os lados. Só o que importa é olhar para baixo, e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4951500580735100677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=4951500580735100677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4951500580735100677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4951500580735100677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/das-coisas-que-eu-aprendi-com-o-caminho_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2405783565039838734</id><published>2011-09-14T20:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T20:36:14.237-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DAS COISAS QUE EU APRENDI COM O CAMINHOAcho que o meu maior aprendizado vem das setas amarelas. Para quem não sabe, o peregrino é guiado pelo Caminho de Santiago por setas amarelas pintadas em tudo quanto é lugar: chão, paredes, árvores. Elas indicam a direção a seguir, e são vitais principalmente em bifurcações ou trechos dentro de bosques e plantações.Evidentemente, ninguém pinta uma seta a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2405783565039838734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2405783565039838734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2405783565039838734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2405783565039838734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/das-coisas-que-eu-aprendi-com-o-caminho.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ooTmKn2gScs/TnE27WD87AI/AAAAAAAAAOM/IJXAeBDCHuU/s72-c/CIMG5107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8825761248715094405</id><published>2011-09-08T14:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T14:57:06.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 16 - Pedrouzo a Santiago de Compostela</title><summary type='text'>Foi uma noite agitada, e acordamos ansiosos. Como na primeira fase do caminho, tomamos um café improvisado no quarto e saímos no escuro. Como esperado, havia bastante gente já andando, então a escuridão não foi problema.O que não estava no script era a chuva miúda, conhecida como cala-bobo. Também atrapalhou o fato dos postes de sinalização apontarem distâncias diferentes a Santiago. No fim das </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8825761248715094405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8825761248715094405&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8825761248715094405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8825761248715094405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/etapa-16-pedrouzo-santiago-de.html' title='ETAPA 16 - Pedrouzo a Santiago de Compostela'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5106183934891493406</id><published>2011-09-07T15:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T15:54:46.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 15 - Arzúa a Pedrouzo</title><summary type='text'>O que dizer? Que foram 20 kms? Que houve as subidas e descidas de sempre? Que passou rápido demais?Nada disso importa. Só sei que já ajeitei até a barba, porque amanhã vamos abraçar o apóstolo!Abaixo, algumas fotos de hoje."tous les matins, nous prenons le chemin...tous les matins, nous allons plus loin...jour après jour, la route nous apelle...c'est la voix de Compostelle!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5106183934891493406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5106183934891493406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5106183934891493406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5106183934891493406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/etapa-15-arzua-pedrouzo.html' title='ETAPA 15 - Arzúa a Pedrouzo'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2955818005574982697</id><published>2011-09-06T15:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:48:34.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 14 - Melide a Arzúa</title><summary type='text'>Uma etapa curta, porém dificultada pelas constantes subidas e descidas. Acho que de 15 kms não fizemos 5 em terreno plano.A paisagem é que não muda. Muitos bosques, riachos, e pequenos trechos plantados, ao redor de pueblos minúsculos.paisagem que não cansa...... nunca!Essa temporada na Galícia, aliás, está sendo perfeita. O tempo está fresco, e a tradicional chuva galega quase não deu as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2955818005574982697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2955818005574982697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2955818005574982697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2955818005574982697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/etapa-14-melide-arzua.html' title='ETAPA 14 - Melide a Arzúa'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8263665009488598857</id><published>2011-09-05T13:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T13:55:31.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 13 - Palas de Rei a Melide</title><summary type='text'>Etapa curta e confortável. "Apenas" 15 kms de terreno menos acidentado que o normal.Mais uma vez, muitos bosques e alguns pueblos minúsculos e desertos. O caminho na Galícia é muito bonito, comparado ao trecho da Navarra.paisagem de filme...... de contos de fadas...... entre pueblos aonde parece não haver ninguémPouco antes de Leboreiro entramos na província da Coruna.província de Lugo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8263665009488598857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8263665009488598857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8263665009488598857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8263665009488598857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/etapa-13-palas-de-rei-melide.html' title='ETAPA 13 - Palas de Rei a Melide'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8014580116867969816</id><published>2011-09-04T14:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:13:06.561-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 12 - Portomarín a Palas de Rei</title><summary type='text'>A pior etapa dessa última fase do caminho. 25 kms de muitas subidas e descidas. No entanto, eu andaria uns 5 kms a mais para ver o caminho mais vazio.Esse trecho final desde Sarria é muito movimentado. São peregrinos que "só" vão fazer os 100 kms obrigatórios. Nada demais, se isso não transformasse o caminho em uma fanfarra. São grupos enormes de pessoas barulhentas, caminhando de forma indolente</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8014580116867969816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8014580116867969816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8014580116867969816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8014580116867969816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/etapa-12-portomarin-palas-de-rei.html' title='ETAPA 12 - Portomarín a Palas de Rei'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8747381413542098181</id><published>2011-09-03T11:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T11:35:12.831-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 11 - Sarria a Portomarín</title><summary type='text'>Depois de uns dias de turismo convencional em Burgos e León fomos de ônibus a Sarria, para reiniciar o caminho. Como essa cidade fica a cerca de 115 kms de Santiago, é a escolhida por quase todos que pretendem fazer os últimos (e obrigatórios) 100 kms.Saímos no nosso horário de sempre, que se revelou muito cedo, porque a cidade era pequena e logo estávamos sem postes de luz, no meio de um bosque </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8747381413542098181/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8747381413542098181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8747381413542098181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8747381413542098181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/etapa-11-sarria-portomarin.html' title='ETAPA 11 - Sarria a Portomarín'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7015459278811627485</id><published>2011-09-01T14:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T14:45:51.774-03:00</updated><title type='text'>León</title><summary type='text'>Passamos o dia hoje em León, parte do nosso intervalo no caminho. Cidade bonita mas meio confusa e com menos espirito peregrino. Amanhã chegamos a Sarria, de onde recomeçaremos a caminhar no sábado.catedral de León</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7015459278811627485/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7015459278811627485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7015459278811627485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7015459278811627485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/09/leon.html' title='León'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1480452209494954349</id><published>2011-08-30T14:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T14:41:27.442-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Em Burgos</title><summary type='text'>Acabou a primeira fase do caminho. Agora serão alguns dias de turista comum, antes de recomeçarmos a partir de Sarria. Estamos em Burgos, cidade milenar, muito linda.uma das catedrais mais lindas do mundo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1480452209494954349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1480452209494954349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1480452209494954349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1480452209494954349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/em-burgos.html' title='Em Burgos'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3794974989013854159</id><published>2011-08-29T13:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:19:45.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 10 - Belorado a Villafranca Montes de Oca</title><summary type='text'>A etapa padrão dos guias iria de Belorado a San Juan de Ortega. No entanto, há 5 dias tentei reservar o único hotel da cidade e já estava lotado. A outra opção era um albergue bem pequeno, mas não iríamos, a essa altura do campeonato, entrar na famosa "bed race".Por isso, decidimos andar só uns      15 kms até Villafranca Montes de Oca, onde tivemos uma grata surpresa: um hotel maravilhoso, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3794974989013854159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3794974989013854159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3794974989013854159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3794974989013854159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-10-belorado-villafranca-montes-de.html' title='ETAPA 10 - Belorado a Villafranca Montes de Oca'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8366444505528564406</id><published>2011-08-29T13:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:10:34.467-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 09 - Santo Domingo de La Calzada a Belorado</title><summary type='text'>Saímos um pouco atrasados do hotel, acho que relutamos em deixar o conforto do Parador. Antes de deixarmos a cidade por completo um galo cantou, por duas vezes. Um cético atentaria para o fato de que eram 6 e meia da manha, e estava amanhecendo. Mas eu digo: foi o galo da catedral que nos desejou sorte!Após uma fria caminhada de 6 kms chegamos a Granon, onde tomamos o já tradicional café da manhã</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8366444505528564406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8366444505528564406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8366444505528564406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8366444505528564406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-09-santo-domingo-de-la-calzada.html' title='ETAPA 09 - Santo Domingo de La Calzada a Belorado'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5754963379494103819</id><published>2011-08-27T14:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T14:03:49.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 08 - Nájera a Santo Domingo de La Calzada</title><summary type='text'>Saímos como sempre no escuro, e estava bastante frio. Por isso, após quase 6 kms, paramos em Azofra para comer alguma coisa e esquentar o corpo com um café. Todos os peregrinos do pelotão madrugador tiveram a mesma idéia, e o bar estava bastante animado.o amanhecer no caminho, meu momento favorito do diaDepois de Azofra foram 9,5 kms por uma estrada de terra que cortava vinhedos e campos de feno,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5754963379494103819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5754963379494103819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5754963379494103819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5754963379494103819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-08-najera-santo-domingo-de-la.html' title='ETAPA 08 - Nájera a Santo Domingo de La Calzada'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1269115618463795003</id><published>2011-08-26T14:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T14:59:48.297-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 07 - Logrono a Nájera</title><summary type='text'>Saímos ainda à noite de Logrono, e assim que entramos no Parque de La Grajera, área de lazer da cidade, começou a chover razoavelmente. Os equipamentos (capa de mochila e impermeável) passaram com louvor no teste.e ainda estava só chuviscando...Foram 12 kms em 3 horas debaixo d'água, e a chuva realmente mina o espirito. Mas afinal chegamos a Navarrete, onde todos os peregrinos estavam se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1269115618463795003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1269115618463795003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1269115618463795003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1269115618463795003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-07-logrono-najera.html' title='ETAPA 07 - Logrono a Nájera'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1329541639213469124</id><published>2011-08-25T16:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:36:09.991-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 06 - Los Arcos a Logrono</title><summary type='text'>Começamos a caminhar ainda de noite, para aproveitar a temperatura amena. Estava até frio, e usamos pela primeira vez os nossos corta-ventos... Por meia hora!ver o dia amanhecer no caminho. Faz valer o sacrifício!Andamos cerca de 8 kms até Torres del Rio, uma linda cidade medieval, ainda acordando para receber os peregrinos.Torres del Rio, nos esperando ao amanhecerO trecho entre Torres e Viana </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1329541639213469124/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1329541639213469124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1329541639213469124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1329541639213469124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-06-los-arcos-logrono.html' title='ETAPA 06 - Los Arcos a Logrono'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8404440576306817606</id><published>2011-08-24T11:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:58:47.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 05 - Estella a Los Arcos</title><summary type='text'>Saímos antes do sol nascer, e logo de cara passamos pela famosa fonte de vinho das Bodegas Irache. A vinícola deixa uma fonte permanentemente dando vinho e água aos peregrinos.apesar de serem 7 a.m., tomei meus golinhos. Tudo pela tradição!Subimos por um imenso morro coberto de vinhedos até Villamayor de Monjardin, pueblo pequeno mas com uma vista linda.paisagens deslumbrantes e...vinhedos!fonte </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8404440576306817606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8404440576306817606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8404440576306817606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8404440576306817606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-05-estella-los-arcos.html' title='ETAPA 05 - Estella a Los Arcos'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-538197327841483446</id><published>2011-08-24T11:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:29:43.847-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 04 - Puente la Reina a Estella</title><summary type='text'>20 kms bem mais agradáveis. Começou com uma subida bastante forte, 1,5 kms muito inclinados, obrigando-nos a parar mais de uma vez.dizia o guia que a subida era "corta pero duríssima" não tão "corta" quanto eu queria, e muito mais dura do que eu esperavaAo longo da caminhada íamos passando por pequenos pueblos desertos, mas que ostentam orgulho por estarem no meio do Caminho de Santiago.lá no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/538197327841483446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=538197327841483446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/538197327841483446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/538197327841483446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-04-puente-la-reina-estella.html' title='ETAPA 04 - Puente la Reina a Estella'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2384103290309551056</id><published>2011-08-23T12:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:50:49.041-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOTÍCIASEstamos em Estella, ainda na Navarra. Foram mais 5 horas e meia de caminhada forte, vencendo pouco mais de 20 kms. Como estou em uma lan house, deixarei o post completo para quando conseguir um wi-fi.Quem quiser comentar, ou me manda um email ou comente aqui no blog mesmo.beijos a todos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2384103290309551056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2384103290309551056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2384103290309551056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2384103290309551056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/noticias-estamos-em-estella-ainda-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-4070139117614351105</id><published>2011-08-22T14:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:04:28.801-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ETAPA 03 - Pamplona a Puente La Reina</title><summary type='text'>Etapa duríssima hoje. Logo de inicio, uns 3 kms para sair de Pamplona, por dentro da cidade. No pueblo seguinte, vimos um ônibus despejando peregrinos que ganharam uma carona para fora de Pamplona. Muitos deles, alias, já caminham sem as mochilas, despachadas para o fim da etapa por serviços próprios. Logo à saída de Cizur Menor já se inicia a subida do Monte del Perdón, umas das 3 piores do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4070139117614351105/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=4070139117614351105&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4070139117614351105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4070139117614351105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/etapa-03-pamplona-puente-la-reina.html' title='ETAPA 03 - Pamplona a Puente La Reina'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-757686733491550088</id><published>2011-08-21T14:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T15:19:26.994-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMINHO DE SANTIAGO - Pamplona</title><summary type='text'>Já foram 2 etapas: de Roncesvalles a zubiri, e de lá a Pamplona. É tudo mto lindo, andamos mto por bosques e cruzamos pueblos de 5, 6 casas a todo momento. O caminho esta cheio, mas nao lotado. Faz muito calor, mas ate agora conseguimos chegar no final da etapa na hora do almoço, qdo o calor começa a pegar de verdade (as tardes são mto piores q as manhas).Enfim, estamos destruídos fisicamente, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/757686733491550088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=757686733491550088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/757686733491550088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/757686733491550088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/caminho-de-santiago-pamplona.html' title='CAMINHO DE SANTIAGO - Pamplona'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1852816148038657938</id><published>2011-08-07T21:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T21:53:36.682-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DO DESPRENDIMENTO</title><summary type='text'>Ontem arrumamos as mochilas para a viagem, e Isabela disse que só então caiu a ficha do tamanho da aventura. Viver 30 dias com 2 mudas de roupa não será fácil.A verdade é que todo mundo fala  da transformação pela qual o peregrino passa, e a gente pensa em algo religioso ou místico. No entanto, tirando eventuais visões causadas pela exaustão, o que muda mesmo o peregrino é a experiência de passar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1852816148038657938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1852816148038657938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1852816148038657938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1852816148038657938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-desprendimento.html' title='DO DESPRENDIMENTO'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7659063558205973336</id><published>2011-07-29T15:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T15:16:31.844-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MEDOS</title><summary type='text'>Agora que só faltam uns 20 dias pra viajar e  finalmente começar o Caminho de Santiago, estou ficando com uma série de medos.  Como sei que são todos bobos, resolvi botar no papel, porque assim o racional  pode falar mais alto. São eles:   1 - medo de dar algum problema na viagem, no vôo,  de não nos deixarem embarcar com as mochilas. Porque, né, companhias  aéreas... 2 - medo da escolha pelo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7659063558205973336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7659063558205973336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7659063558205973336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7659063558205973336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/07/medos.html' title='MEDOS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1088240129803415613</id><published>2011-07-05T10:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:43:34.265-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMINGO FELIZ</title><summary type='text'>Eu acordei domingo mais cansado do que antes de dormir,  estressado com a Vivo e com outros pequenos aborrecimentos diários. A ideia era  fazer a trilha do Morro da Urca, mas o nevoeiro estava tão sinistro que a gente  mal via o pé do morro.   Resolvemos então só ficar caminhando na Cláudio Coutinho,  mas 2,5 km são NADA para o nosso treino peregrino. Vai daí que ligamos o dane-se  e resolvemos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1088240129803415613/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1088240129803415613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1088240129803415613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1088240129803415613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/07/domingo-feliz.html' title='DOMINGO FELIZ'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-933809645687421521</id><published>2011-07-01T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T17:29:01.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EAST OF EDEN</title><summary type='text'>Esse trecho do Steinbeck fica rodando na minha  cabeça.   Realmente, é um desperdício.      "Do you take pride in your hurt?' Samuel asked. 'Does  it make you seem large and tragic? . . . Maybe you're playing a part on a great  stage with only yourself as audience . . . there's all that fallow land, and  here beside me is all that fallow man. It seems a waste. And I have a bad  feeling about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/933809645687421521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=933809645687421521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/933809645687421521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/933809645687421521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/07/east-of-eden.html' title='EAST OF EDEN'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7315472292054092487</id><published>2011-05-11T14:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T14:40:57.822-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caderno de Leitura: "Catch-22", de Joseph Heller</title><summary type='text'>Vai daí que desde o último post eu li uma pá de livros,  sendo mais significante o "East of Eden", do Steinbeck. Que, aliás, ferrou  minha lista dos top 5 da vida, que teve que virar um top 6.   Agora eu estou lendo o "Catch-22", do Joseph Heller. Em  brevíssima síntese, o livro conta a história de um pelotão da Força Aérea  Americana em uma ilha italiana durante a WWII. Todo mundo é meio maluco,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7315472292054092487/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7315472292054092487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7315472292054092487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7315472292054092487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/05/caderno-de-leitura-catch-22-de-joseph.html' title='Caderno de Leitura: &quot;Catch-22&quot;, de Joseph Heller'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1081177438058975881</id><published>2011-04-04T21:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:39:21.659-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOTÍCIASVai daí que eu viajei por 15 dias e tive 292827 ideias para posts, sem anotar nenhuma. Pensei inclusive em fazer de novo aqueles posts-roteiros, mas dá taaanto trabalho que eu desisti. De todo modo, se algum dos 5 leitores quiser dica de Madrid-Barcelona-Lisboa, pode perguntar nos comentários.Tô sentindo muita falta aqui do indagações. Já escrevi tanto, já desabafei tantas vezes nesse </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1081177438058975881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1081177438058975881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1081177438058975881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1081177438058975881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/04/noticias-vai-dai-que-eu-viajei-por-15.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5115571148721895474</id><published>2011-03-09T21:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T21:31:03.868-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caderno de leitura: Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami</title><summary type='text'>Já que vai sair o filme esse ano, resolvi finalmente ler o livro. Eu tinha alguma reserva porque as pessoas diziam que era mais sóbrio do que os livros mais recentes, e a verdade é que eu adoro justamente as maluquices do Murakami.Mas Norwegian Wood é muito bom. Muito mesmo, pelo menos nos primeiros 30%.Até agora amei duas passagens. Na primeira, o personagem principal vai visitar uma amiga em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5115571148721895474/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5115571148721895474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5115571148721895474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5115571148721895474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/03/caderno-de-leitura-norwegian-wood.html' title='Caderno de leitura: Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5936989039564288952</id><published>2011-02-23T17:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T17:14:54.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EXERCÍCIOS</title><summary type='text'> Tenho me divertido fazendo exercícios de escrita  criativa que encontro na internet. Graças a eles me obrigo a escrever um  pouquinho.   Vai daí que um dos exercícios mandava escrever um  poema que começasse com o primeiro verso do seguinte poema da Emmily  Dickinson:   Bring me the  sunset in a cup, Reckon the  morning's flagons up And say how many  Dew, Tell me how far  the morning leaps -- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5936989039564288952/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5936989039564288952&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5936989039564288952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5936989039564288952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/02/exercicios.html' title='EXERCÍCIOS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3458905392699721037</id><published>2011-02-21T15:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T15:55:53.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'>GEORGE ORWELL E OS "PROLES"</title><summary type='text'>O Guardian publicou uma ótima  matéria sobre o não tão conhecido "The Road to Wigan Pier", de George  Orwell. O autor do texto se deu ao trabalho de refazer os passos do escritor,  tentando comparar o que Orwell descreveu com o que se pode ver hoje, 75 anos  depois.   A matéria tende um pouco a analisar as diferenças  econômicas entre o norte e o sul da Inglaterra, mas enfim, prendi-me à parte  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3458905392699721037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3458905392699721037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3458905392699721037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3458905392699721037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/02/george-orwell-e-os-proles.html' title='GEORGE ORWELL E OS &quot;PROLES&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2436482953532836087</id><published>2011-02-01T22:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:44:40.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'>COMO SE VENCEM AS BATALHAS</title><summary type='text'>Uma tropa de Highlanders (soldados escoceses) se prepara pra atacar um grupo de americanos. Todos são do mesmo "feudo" na Escócia. O jovem oficial que os lidera avisa: "fiquei sabendo que o comandante dos rebeldes se chama MacDonald". Bernard Cornwell então nos diz:The crouching company made a noise like a low growl. Ian Campbell could have given them a rousing speech, a blood and thunder and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2436482953532836087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2436482953532836087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2436482953532836087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2436482953532836087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/02/como-se-vencem-as-batalhas.html' title='COMO SE VENCEM AS BATALHAS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5802356076325821939</id><published>2011-01-28T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T13:08:03.894-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Texto novo</title><summary type='text'>Gente, tem texto novo meu no Café Castanheira. Beijos,  abraços, e bom findi.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5802356076325821939/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5802356076325821939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5802356076325821939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5802356076325821939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/texto-novo.html' title='Texto novo'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3236831118329390827</id><published>2011-01-21T15:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:35:40.139-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A HOMENAGEM A HARRY POTTER</title><summary type='text'>De vez em quando me deparava na internet com  alguma tatuagem em homenagem à série Harry Potter, até que resolvi jogar no Google  e descobri que há centenas delas pelo mundo. Raios, pomos-de-ouro, feitiços e  até a marca dos comensais da morte (!!!).   Fiquei pensando: o primeiro livro foi lançado em  1997, o último em 2007. Uma criança que tenha lido "A Pedra Filosofal" em torno  dos dez anos de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3236831118329390827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3236831118329390827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3236831118329390827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3236831118329390827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/homenagem-harry-potter.html' title='A HOMENAGEM A HARRY POTTER'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2334973970186504975</id><published>2011-01-18T20:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:46:26.827-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CAMPUS STELLAEVai daí que no último fds eu estive em Angra dos Reis. Minha última visita tinha sido em maio de 2008, na semana em que descobri que iria para Sugar Fields. Eram tempos muuuito difíceis, e eu estava apavorado tenso com as mudanças que se apresentavam no horizonte.No fim das contas, nao aproveitei nada aquela vez, porque choveu aquele fds inteiro, por dentro e por fora.E eu lembrei </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2334973970186504975/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2334973970186504975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2334973970186504975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2334973970186504975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/campus-stellae-vai-dai-que-no-ultimo.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-6553206485526112775</id><published>2011-01-13T08:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T08:16:00.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MARK TWAIN E MONTEIRO LOBATOAssim como no caso do Monteiro Lobato, fiquei triste com a censura ao Twain nos Estados Unidos. Acho que rola preguiça por parte dos professores em explicar a obra, contextualizá-la, usar como instrumento de educação mesmo. Mais fácil simplificar, cortando uma expressão polêmica ou mesmo abolindo o livro do currículo escolar.Mark Twain, um abolicionista ferrenho, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6553206485526112775/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=6553206485526112775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6553206485526112775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6553206485526112775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/mark-twain-e-monteiro-lobato-assim-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhBs0A6t3EY/TSuwi9p7R1I/AAAAAAAAANk/UYBHpQG-Dvo/s72-c/twain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-4214755335932824593</id><published>2011-01-12T08:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T08:08:01.045-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UM ESTUDO SOBRE A MÍDIAVale MUITO à pena ler esse artigo da New Yorker dessa semana. Nele, vemos passo-a-passo como foi a construção do mito midiático da derrubada da estátua do Sadam logo no início da invasão do Iraque. Mostra que a ação no local não foi calculada, e que foi na verdade a mídia que ampliou inacreditavel e deliberadamente as imagens. Uma aula.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4214755335932824593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=4214755335932824593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4214755335932824593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4214755335932824593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/um-estudo-sobre-midia-vale-muito-pena.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5232918471377091528</id><published>2011-01-11T08:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T08:32:00.508-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AINDA SOBRE "ME TALK PRETTY ONE DAY"Outra coisa que mexeu comigo em relação a esse livro foram os títulos dos contos. Dois, em especial.1 - "Giant Dreams, Midget Abilities" - Digamos que um dia eu seja famoso, e vá, sei lá, ao Jô ou à Marília Gabriela. Digamos que eles me façam aquela pergunta idiota de "quem é Luís Miscow". Agora eu já posso responder. Eu sou alguém com sonhos de gigante, mas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5232918471377091528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5232918471377091528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5232918471377091528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5232918471377091528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/ainda-sobre-me-talk-pretty-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-6614541621439988647</id><published>2011-01-10T08:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T08:52:00.983-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Caderno de Leitura: "Me talk pretty one day", David SedarisPor motivos alheios à minha vontade passei a última sexta-feira em casa e acabei lendo esse livro inteiro, sem parar. Maravilhoso!Dentre os vários contos sensacionais, um me chamou a atenção ("The Learning Curve"). Sedaris conta a história de quando foi lecionar creative writing em uma universidade e se deparou com a sua inabilidade para </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6614541621439988647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=6614541621439988647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6614541621439988647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6614541621439988647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/caderno-de-leitura-me-talk-pretty-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1118358905484913648</id><published>2011-01-06T23:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T06:11:17.124-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu estou lendo "Great House", da Nicole Krauss. Comecei empolgado, por dois motivos. Um porque "The history of love" é muito bom, e dois porque esse último livro foi super cotado pro National Book Award.Mas eu vinha achando o livro muito arrastado. Entendi que ela quer que fiquemos ansiosos pra montar o quebra cabeça de "quem faz parte da vida de quem", mas a verdade é que até agora nenhum </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1118358905484913648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1118358905484913648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1118358905484913648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1118358905484913648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/caderno-de-leitura-nicole-krauss-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-6844067664180215036</id><published>2011-01-04T21:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:21:04.388-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><summary type='text'>Na verdade a tirinha é só uma piada, porque 2010 foi O ano, e eu só posso esperar um 2011* excelente também. Então é isso. Que seja um ano de paz interior e realizações. De plantação e colheita. *nós, tricolores, só chamamos o ano de "dois mil e conca", em homenagem ao nosso querido camisa 11.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6844067664180215036/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=6844067664180215036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6844067664180215036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6844067664180215036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2098794466003705568</id><published>2010-12-10T15:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:54:04.221-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Romances policiais</title><summary type='text'>Descobri sem querer essas 20 regras para se escrever um  romance policial.   Adorei a maioria, mas o fato é que só existe uma regra,  que é a primeira: o leitor tem que receber as mesmas oportunidades de resolver o  mistério que o detetive.   Isso mata 99% dos romances da Agatha Christie e quejandos,  nos quais o detetive tira um coelho da cartola aos 47 do segundo tempo.     Por isso que hoje eu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2098794466003705568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2098794466003705568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2098794466003705568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2098794466003705568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/12/romances-policiais.html' title='Romances policiais'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-9133487438656457735</id><published>2010-12-09T09:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:57:12.884-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cozinha inglesa</title><summary type='text'>Deparei-me com esse  texto que é quase um compêndio sobre culinária inglesa. Li tudo, curioso, só  pra pensar "nice try, amigão, mas tirando fish and chips o  resto é balela".   Aí no final eu descobri de quem é o artigo e puxa... Vi-me  obrigado a reformular e agora eu acredito que uma cozinha com dezenas de tipos  de puddings é indiscutivelmente rica.   *************   (Sim, eu confio cegamente</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/9133487438656457735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=9133487438656457735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/9133487438656457735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/9133487438656457735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/12/cozinha-inglesa.html' title='Cozinha inglesa'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3551271342347075469</id><published>2010-12-08T10:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:53:25.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'>OBJETOS</title><summary type='text'>Hoje me atrasei para o trabalho lendo um artigo da Joyce  Carol Oates na New Yorker. Saí de casa quase chorando pela história da  perda do seu marido, descrita numa espécie de diário das semanas em que ele  passou internado no hospital.   O artigo me lembrou muito do "O ano do pensamento mágico",  da Joan Didion, em que a jornalista americana conta como perdeu o marido e a  filha quase ao mesmo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3551271342347075469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3551271342347075469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3551271342347075469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3551271342347075469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/12/objetos.html' title='OBJETOS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7558444512998616480</id><published>2010-11-19T16:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:41:09.260-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ninguém precisa me dizer o quanto estou em dívida. Mas não  desisti não. Ainda não. Estou com uns projetos legais que não passarão do  capítulo um, mas me divertindo mesmo assim. Escrever ainda é gostoso,  anyway.   *************   Lá no Café Castanheira tem texto meu. Resenha do  "Sunset Park: a novel", do Paul Auster. Pra vocês verem como não sou tão  vagabundo assim. O livro foi lançado dia 09</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7558444512998616480/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7558444512998616480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7558444512998616480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7558444512998616480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/11/varios.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-938559380581143835</id><published>2010-10-27T10:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:57:43.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Júlio Verne</title><summary type='text'>Sempre que fico doente sigo o mesmo ritual: cama e um  livro do Júlio Verne. Ontem eu estava me sentindo meio mal e lembrei que havia  comprado as obras completas do autor pro Kindle.   E lá fui eu ter 9 anos de idade novamente... Relendo "O  Senhor do Mundo" com a mesma avidez do menino que aprendeu a amar literatura com  o Mestre francês.   Obs: doido pra voltar pra casa e "descobrir" um final </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/938559380581143835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=938559380581143835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/938559380581143835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/938559380581143835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/julio-verne.html' title='Júlio Verne'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8692734760091640805</id><published>2010-10-25T10:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:31:04.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'>POEMA-PIADA</title><summary type='text'>Na edição comemorativa de "Alguma Poesia", do  Drummond, há uma série de cartas enviadas por escritores ao poeta mineiro.  Dentre elas, há 3 do Mário de Andrade que são uma pequena aula de estrutura  poética. O mestre paulista elogia a estreia do itabirano, mas, com muita  sutileza, não deixa de fazer suas observações.   Observações essas que culminam numa espécie de desabafo,  ao ver que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8692734760091640805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8692734760091640805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8692734760091640805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8692734760091640805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/poema-piada.html' title='POEMA-PIADA'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2863375736358310141</id><published>2010-10-21T10:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T10:31:30.681-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MOLESKINE</title><summary type='text'>Vai daí que eu já garanti a minha agenda Moleskine 2011.  Comprei por este site português. Mesmo com  o frete em euros ficou mais barato do que tenho visto no Mercado Livre. Só falta  chegar direitinho, mas isso é detalhe.   Eu sempre tive cadernos para escrever. O primeiro presente  que Isabela me deu de namoro, aliás, era um.    Agora eu tenho Moleskines. Vários. Praticamente um  Hemingway.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2863375736358310141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2863375736358310141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2863375736358310141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2863375736358310141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/moleskine.html' title='MOLESKINE'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7977983839364554427</id><published>2010-10-18T10:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:53:04.870-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caderno de Leitura - "O idiota", Dostoiévski</title><summary type='text'>Sim, longa ausência. Até pensei em me explicar, mas quem  liga?   Sobre as leituras: estou lendo na verdade 2 livros ao  mesmo tempo. Além do "O idiota", leio "Napoleon on the art of war", de um autor  chamado Jay Luvaas. É excelente, baseado integralmente em cartas e documentos  oficiais do próprio Napoleão, tratando de suas estratégias militares (da  organização do exército ao campo de batalha)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7977983839364554427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7977983839364554427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7977983839364554427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7977983839364554427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/caderno-de-leitura-o-idiota-dostoievski.html' title='Caderno de Leitura - &quot;O idiota&quot;, Dostoiévski'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5087842293135828797</id><published>2010-07-30T15:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:26:34.419-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EU TENHO AS MINHAS AUSÊNCIAS</title><summary type='text'> Eu tenho as minhas  ausências&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; e elas  devoram margens de rios     como um inverno  seco.   As ausências não são bem  minhas como não é o  silêncio   (o silêncio é um imenso uivo  coletivo).   Nada se quebra   e tudo se quebra.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5087842293135828797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5087842293135828797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5087842293135828797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5087842293135828797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-tenho-as-minhas-ausencias.html' title='EU TENHO AS MINHAS AUSÊNCIAS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1610826494039199456</id><published>2010-07-27T21:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T07:30:21.391-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UM INSTANTE VERDE E RASO(Kandinsky, "weiches hart")O horizonte parece reto mas é uma imensa linha curva como as velas ao vento. E de repente o seu barco surge aos bocadinhos (bandeira-mastro-casco) e você sabe que tem alguém na beira da praia olhando e olhando e olhando, e é isso que sopra o barco em direção à terra. Os olhos são verdes cor-de-água-no-rasinho, que é o momento em que você salta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1610826494039199456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1610826494039199456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1610826494039199456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1610826494039199456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-instante-verde-e-raso-kandinsky.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhBs0A6t3EY/TE98sFVp61I/AAAAAAAAANQ/5YkXf8gSLiQ/s72-c/kandinsky-wassily-weiches-hart-5300048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8699432841917310978</id><published>2010-07-26T10:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T10:35:07.101-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caderno de leitura - "Slaughterhouse- Five", Kurt Vonnegut</title><summary type='text'>Terminei neste findi. Gostei bastante, com ressalvas.  Achei a história meio vazia, o que é agravado pelos cortes temporais. Acaba que  a novela vira uma coletânea de episódios, sem que eles formem uma ideia  apropriada dos personagens.   Mas adorei quase todos os personagens. E adorei a parte  técnica. Kurt Vonnegut tinha uma voz própria, e de muita personalidade.  Provavelmente foi isso que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8699432841917310978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8699432841917310978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8699432841917310978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8699432841917310978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/caderno-de-leitura-slaughterhouse-five_26.html' title='Caderno de leitura - &quot;Slaughterhouse- Five&quot;, Kurt Vonnegut'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5669931417438754191</id><published>2010-07-22T11:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:49:59.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SO YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER?</title><summary type='text'>"if it doesn't come bursting out of youin spite of  everything,don't do it.unless it comes unasked out of yourheart and  your mind and your mouthand your gut,don't do it.if you have to sit  for hoursstaring at your computer screenor hunched over  yourtypewritersearching for words,don't do it.if you're doing it  for money orfame,don't do it.if you're doing it because you  wantwomen in your bed,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5669931417438754191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5669931417438754191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5669931417438754191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5669931417438754191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-you-want-to-be-writer.html' title='SO YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER?'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-6224354632031860445</id><published>2010-07-21T10:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:17:25.937-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caderno de leitura - "Slaughterhouse- Five", Kurt Vonnegut</title><summary type='text'>Meu primeiro livro lido no Kindle. Resolvi baixar porque  descobri que dezenas de pessoas já tatuaram a expressão "So it goes", tirada do  romance, e eu senti necessidade de entender.   Pausa. Toda vez que alguma coisa trágica e/ou triste é  contada no livro, o episódio é encerrado com essa expressão, que não tem  tradução perfeita mas nem precisa. Ela soa como deve soar, pontua como deve  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6224354632031860445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=6224354632031860445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6224354632031860445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6224354632031860445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/caderno-de-leitura-slaughterhouse-five.html' title='Caderno de leitura - &quot;Slaughterhouse- Five&quot;, Kurt Vonnegut'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7667849440793777318</id><published>2010-07-12T12:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:53:00.384-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RUM CREOSOTADOOntem no almoço de família eu precisei lembrar desses emplastos para dor muscular, e falei "aquele que é o moderno emplasto sabiá". Demoramos um tempo para lembrar que era o Salompas, e ainda misturamos tudo, achando que era o Sabiá que tinha o famoso anúncio no bonde.(famoso para quem, cara-pálida?)Não conseguimos lembrar do anúncio, nem do produto que ele recomendava. Só à noite, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7667849440793777318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7667849440793777318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7667849440793777318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7667849440793777318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/rum-creosotado-ontem-no-almoco-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8527583732767547979</id><published>2010-07-11T21:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:53:07.825-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALGUMA POESIADescobri só hoje que o Instituto Moreira Salles lançou uma edição comemorativa do "Alguma Poesia", do Drummond. Sim, um dos livros de estreia mais espetaculares da poesia mundial está fazendo 80 aninhos, e ganhou uma edição que é composta nada mais nada menos das fotos da primeira edição, CORRIGIDA PELO AUTOR.Isso significa que há vários poemas reescritos (em muitos casos,acatando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8527583732767547979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8527583732767547979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8527583732767547979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8527583732767547979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/alguma-poesia-descobri-so-hoje-que-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3071898087331881593</id><published>2010-07-05T18:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T18:01:19.821-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VEROSSIMILHANÇA</title><summary type='text'>  Há alguns meses eu li "Kafka à  beira-mar", do Haruki Murakami, e me peguei pensando em como é possível gostar  tanto de histórias que fogem da nossa realidade, que misturam sonho e verdade,  etc. No livro há tanta coisa doida e inexplicável... No fim das contas a gente  não ter certeza sobre nada.   Enfim, tô dando uma volta danada pra  sugerir a leitura desse  artigo, tirado do Guardian. O </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3071898087331881593/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3071898087331881593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3071898087331881593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3071898087331881593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/verossimilhanca.html' title='VEROSSIMILHANÇA'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8962783951634578805</id><published>2010-07-04T18:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T18:10:00.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i carry your heart with mei carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go,my dear; and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fearno fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i wantno world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand whatever a sun will always sing is youhere is the deepest secret </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8962783951634578805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8962783951634578805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8962783951634578805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8962783951634578805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-carry-your-heart-with-me-i-carry-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8780027186521671282</id><published>2010-07-03T17:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T18:05:56.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Caderno de Leitura - "Parque dos Cervos", Norman MailerTerminei o livro, e é bem que o eu tinha escrito no primeiro post mesmo. Denso, lento, sofrido. Achei bacana simpatizar com personagens que não são heróis. Significa que o autor conseguiu criar um retrato humano verossímil. Aliás, eu tinha escrito que os personagens não são nada unilaterais, né? Olha que o Mailer escreveu sobre o romance: "(.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8780027186521671282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8780027186521671282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8780027186521671282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8780027186521671282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/07/caderno-de-leitura-parque-dos-cervos.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-6900075090097226957</id><published>2010-06-30T10:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:38:22.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caderno de leitura - "Parque dos Cervos", Norman Mailer</title><summary type='text'>  Comprei porque tinha que mofar 3 horas em shopping,  o livro custava 9 dinheiros, e eu precisava trocar uma nota de 50. E,  obviamente, tratava-se de Norman Mailer.   ************* Estou lendo compulsivamente, porque o cara escreve muito  bem. Há cenas lentas em que os personagens bebem uísque em quartos de hotel e  quase não conversam, mas a gente sente tensão, tristeza, frustração. A beleza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6900075090097226957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=6900075090097226957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6900075090097226957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/6900075090097226957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/06/caderno-de-leitura-parque-dos-cervos.html' title='Caderno de leitura - &quot;Parque dos Cervos&quot;, Norman Mailer'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3142738957095551395</id><published>2010-06-16T10:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:00:07.089-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WAR DANCESEscrevi um texto sobre o livro "War Dances", do Sherman Alexie, no Café Castanheira.Como lá é um sítio sério, não trasnscrevi a MELHOR parte do livro, que segue abaixo:"I don´t want this to be a comment on the institution of marriage itself, which I believe in, but I want you to know that your marriage, while great for your husband and you, is an absolute tragedy for me. I´m talking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3142738957095551395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3142738957095551395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3142738957095551395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3142738957095551395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/06/war-dances-escrevi-um-texto-sobre-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5882630321365491832</id><published>2010-05-27T11:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:00:27.725-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O FIM DE LOST</title><summary type='text'>Não, não vou debater o episódio final de Lost, até porque  ainda não o assisti. Mas, ao contrário da imensa maioria dos fãs da série, não  estou muito preocupado com o que vai acontecer.   Os produtores deixarão pontas soltas, mistérios sem  resolver, mas e daí? Quantas coisas no mundo nós dominamos? Pra que procurar  explicação em tudo, se 99% das nossas vidas são regidos pelo  imponderável?   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5882630321365491832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5882630321365491832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5882630321365491832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5882630321365491832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-fim-de-lost.html' title='O FIM DE LOST'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-752107706070204058</id><published>2010-05-24T10:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:16:53.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMINHO</title><summary type='text'>  Se tudo correr bem, daqui a exatamente um ano estarei  chegando em Santiago de Compostela   Nos últimos 30 dias acompanhei o tempo no caminho, etapa  por etapa, e me pegava dizendo coisas como "droga, amanhã caminharemos com  chuva" ou "temos que chegar cedo em Burgos pra visitar a catedral"   E hoje, bem, hoje eu acordei me dizendo que o apóstolo me  ajudará a completar os meus caminhos. O </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/752107706070204058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=752107706070204058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/752107706070204058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/752107706070204058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/caminho.html' title='CAMINHO'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8768592697306061445</id><published>2010-05-04T22:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:20:28.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DÚVIDA"Me diz, Mafaldinha, de quem foi a ideia de criar esse manicômio redondo?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8768592697306061445/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8768592697306061445&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8768592697306061445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8768592697306061445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/duvida-me-diz-mafaldinha-de-quem-foi.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhBs0A6t3EY/S-DHsuRz8KI/AAAAAAAAANI/WGN--oAXvL0/s72-c/CIMG1537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-923497419631197403</id><published>2010-05-03T14:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T14:26:09.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FILMES DO FINDI</title><summary type='text'>Gostei demais de "Alice no país das maravilhas", do Tim  Burton. Às pessoas que estão reclamando, uma pergunta: o que vocês esperavam do  filme? Fui com o coração aberto, sabendo que era um filme-pipoca, e me diverti  horrores. Destaque para os chiliques da rainha vermelha e para a dancinha do  Chapeleiro Louco.   Estranhei uma coisa, que não comprometeu o filme: o  roteiro não trouxe os famosos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/923497419631197403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=923497419631197403&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/923497419631197403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/923497419631197403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/05/filmes-do-findi.html' title='FILMES DO FINDI'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-964165691682509314</id><published>2010-04-29T16:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T16:44:59.022-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VÁRIAS</title><summary type='text'>  Passei boa parte da semana me  perguntando sobre o motivo pelo qual o Brasil é INCAPAZ de fazer um filme como  "O segredo dos seus olhos". A resposta está nesse artigo  BRILHANTE.   ************* Tinha até esquecido que estão tentando  banir "Tintim no Congo" (ou na África, depende da edição) das prateleiras pelo  mundo. Esse desespero politicamente correto me irrita. Custa entender o  contexto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/964165691682509314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=964165691682509314&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/964165691682509314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/964165691682509314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/04/varias.html' title='VÁRIAS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2585584818228436554</id><published>2010-04-27T11:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:51:25.150-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"JULIET, NAKED" E AS MÁSCARAS</title><summary type='text'>  Para quem ainda não leu, escrevi um  texto sobre "Juliet, naked", do Nick Hornby, no Café Castanheira.   Hoje, no banho, pensei em algo que me  escapou na leitura. Como expliquei no meu texto, "naked" é a expressão corrente  para a versão não produzida de um álbum de músicas. Uma versão mais crua, menos  trabalhada.   No livro, a aproximação entre o cantor  Tucker Crowe e a personagem Annie se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2585584818228436554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2585584818228436554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2585584818228436554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2585584818228436554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/04/juliet-naked-e-as-mascaras.html' title='&quot;JULIET, NAKED&quot; E AS MÁSCARAS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3085424299813270917</id><published>2010-04-19T15:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T15:00:35.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ORWELL E OUTROS</title><summary type='text'>  Muito sumido,  eu sei.    ************* Para quem gosta  de George Orwell, sugiro a leitura de um artigo  do Guardian. O autor faz uma retrospectiva bem legal de "Animal Farm", contando  detalhes da luta para divulgar a obra. Interessante ver que enquanto a URSS  ainda figurava como aliada de guerra o livro foi boicotado, para depois ser  exaltado como propaganda anticomunista.     ************</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3085424299813270917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3085424299813270917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3085424299813270917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3085424299813270917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/04/orwell-e-outros.html' title='ORWELL E OUTROS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-4488875510603465131</id><published>2010-03-26T10:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:09:35.787-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AMANHÃ</title><summary type='text'>"Tomorrow  we'll discover What our God in Heaven has in store!"  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4488875510603465131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=4488875510603465131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4488875510603465131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4488875510603465131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/amanha.html' title='AMANHÃ'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3717697244980144690</id><published>2010-03-26T10:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:03:21.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FIM DA SEMANA DA ANGÚSTIA</title><summary type='text'>  Já cansei de dizer que estou lendo a  contas gotas o "Juliet, naked", do Nick Hornby. Vocês talvez me perguntem:  "o que o Luís tanto vê nele?", e eu posso responder, dentre várias outras  coisas: os personagens marcam encontro na Dicken´s House, em Londres. SÓ isso já  é suficiente.   ************* Em "Frenesi Polissilábico" o autor  fala da sua admiração por Dickens, e cita a lojinha do museu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3717697244980144690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3717697244980144690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3717697244980144690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3717697244980144690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/fim-da-semana-da-angustia.html' title='FIM DA SEMANA DA ANGÚSTIA'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-3530061494010178804</id><published>2010-03-23T11:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T11:36:06.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A INTERNET E A PRESSA</title><summary type='text'>  Li uma matéria no New  York Times muito interessante sobre como a internet está afetando a leitura  das pessoas. Sem extremismos, o articulista expõe alguns problemas que a leitura  rápida e superficial da rede causa na nossa capacidade de absorção de ideias e  conceitos.   Com um mínimo de autocrítica a gente  consegue se enxergar em várias passagens do texto. Eu, por exemplo, adquiri na  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3530061494010178804/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=3530061494010178804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3530061494010178804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/3530061494010178804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/internet-e-pressa.html' title='A INTERNET E A PRESSA'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-8054131329625034693</id><published>2010-03-22T11:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:50:39.647-03:00</updated><title type='text'>JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER</title><summary type='text'>Publicaram uma entrevista com o Jonathan Safran Foer no Guardian,  em que o autor americano fala sobre o processo de criação de "Tudo é iluminado".  Se você não conhece o livro, shame on you. Há uma versão cinematográfica com o  Frodo (só chamo aquele ator de Frodo, né?), mas a história é  cortada.   Peraí, deixa eu explicar. O romance conta a história de um  rapaz judeu, que vai à Ucrânia atrás </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8054131329625034693/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=8054131329625034693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8054131329625034693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/8054131329625034693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/jonathan-safran-foer.html' title='JONATHAN SAFRAN FOER'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7260410927636079835</id><published>2010-03-18T09:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T09:55:43.752-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS PEÇAS QUE NOS PREGAM</title><summary type='text'>  O Boticário está com uma promoção  whatever que em tese vai mandar pessoas pra Paris. Vai daí que eu estava na  plataforma esperando o metrô, e quando parou um carro vi que o vagão à  minha frente tinha um adesivo gigante da Torre Eiffel. O negócio foi tão bem  sacado que dá a exata impressão de que o espectador está na mureta  do Trocadéro, olhando a fonte, a torre e o campo de marte, tudo  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7260410927636079835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7260410927636079835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7260410927636079835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7260410927636079835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/das-pecas-que-nos-pregam.html' title='DAS PEÇAS QUE NOS PREGAM'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5434196723659492235</id><published>2010-03-17T14:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T14:19:57.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AINDA NO MOMENTO "QUERIDO DIÁRIO"</title><summary type='text'>  Definitivamente, a gente amadurece aos  poucos. Toda vez que eu estou estudando forte meu corpo e minha mente me  boicotam. Fico doente e bipolar. Isso desde o colégio. Continuo assim, mas pelo  menos agora eu entendo o que está acontecendo, e consigo fazer uma forcinha para  me afetar menos. O ideal era sequer me contaminar por essas coisas, mas ter  consciência já é o primeiro passo, certo?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5434196723659492235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5434196723659492235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5434196723659492235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5434196723659492235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/ainda-no-momento-querido-diario.html' title='AINDA NO MOMENTO &quot;QUERIDO DIÁRIO&quot;'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-4697459711902772992</id><published>2010-03-12T11:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:55:37.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DAS LACUNAS</title><summary type='text'>  Anteontem fui consultar um poema do Eugênio de Andrade e  fiquei com muitas saudades dos poetas portugueses. Houve uma época em que eu  respirava os poemas do povo d'além mar. Era Eugênio, Sebastião da Gama, Antonio  Gedeão, Raul de Carvalho, Alexandre O´Neill, Mário Cesariny, e vários  outros.   Tem um site, chamado As Tormentas, que é ótimo pra ler os  poetas portugueses. Lá tinha um negócio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4697459711902772992/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=4697459711902772992&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4697459711902772992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/4697459711902772992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/das-lacunas.html' title='DAS LACUNAS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-2531916516138026889</id><published>2010-03-11T17:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:03:16.649-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VÁRIAS</title><summary type='text'>  Realmente, nada  de posts sobre os filmes. Lamentável. Acho que prescreveu, né? Mas olhem,  recomendo vivamente os 3. Relembrando, que faz muito tempo: "Educação", que tem  roteiro do Nick Hornby! "Invictus", que tem Morgan Freeman de Nelson Madela! E  "Amor se escalas", que... assistam, que é maravilhoso  também.   ************* Mas por que  estou sumido assim? Bom, no último fds fiz uma prova</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2531916516138026889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=2531916516138026889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2531916516138026889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/2531916516138026889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/varias.html' title='VÁRIAS'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1275964350403167089</id><published>2010-03-03T15:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:01:40.038-03:00</updated><title type='text'>RECADINHOS DA PARÓQUIA</title><summary type='text'>  E a semana cinéfila? É, subiu no telhado, mas já  vai descer. Assim que der uma acalmada aqui, faço as resenhas tortas do  Indagações.   Enquanto isso, hora da propaganda: tem textos meus  no www.cafecastanheira.com. Dêem um  pulo lá, svp.   Aí vocês podem perguntar, como o meu pai: mas Luís,  você tá deixando de lado o seu blog para postar no espaço alheio? Não, tolinhos.  O Café Castanheira é</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1275964350403167089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1275964350403167089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1275964350403167089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1275964350403167089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/recadinhos-da-paroquia.html' title='RECADINHOS DA PARÓQUIA'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7683185486440261908</id><published>2010-02-21T20:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:23:13.487-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SEMANA DO CINEMASemana dedicada aos filmes do carnaval. O primeiro foi "A Fita Branca", cuja análise foi postada no Café Castanheira. Sim, faço propaganda.Aliás, após fechar o texto fiquei com uma impressão. A sociedade muda de acordo com tempo e lugar. No seu bairro vizinho muito provavelmente a sociedade é bem diferente. Assim, cabe ao autor (do livro, do roteiro, etc.) escolher exatamente até </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7683185486440261908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7683185486440261908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7683185486440261908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7683185486440261908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/semana-do-cinema-semana-dedicada-aos.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-7702943715496053574</id><published>2010-02-19T10:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T10:56:39.108-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It tolls for thee</title><summary type='text'>  Na orelha do meu exemplar de "Por quem os sinos dobram" há elogios  rasgados a uma cena. Trata-se da descrição de um massacre perpetrado  pelos "republicanos" (leia-se, comunistas)  em uma aldeia. De fato, a cena é muito bem pintada por Hemingway, e o leitor é  confrontado violentamente com o terror vivido pelos habitantes locais.  Aliás, o mais interessante é que o autor passa muito bem o fato</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7702943715496053574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=7702943715496053574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7702943715496053574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/7702943715496053574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-tolls-for-thee.html' title='It tolls for thee'/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-5993681542520230320</id><published>2010-02-10T09:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T09:01:00.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MINHA ILHA DO TESOUROTexto novo no Café Castanheira!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5993681542520230320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=5993681542520230320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5993681542520230320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/5993681542520230320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/minha-ilha-do-tesouro-texto-novo-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5184185.post-1518448752602842442</id><published>2010-02-09T09:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T09:12:00.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AND THE OSCAR GOES TO...Desculpaê, James Cameron, mas o Oscar vai para o GÊNIO que fez esse vídeo:Detalhe para o "David Lynch", IGUAL!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1518448752602842442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5184185&amp;postID=1518448752602842442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1518448752602842442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5184185/posts/default/1518448752602842442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indagacoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-oscar-goes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Luis Antonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09843985424104776951</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
