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&lt;b&gt;Chegada antecipada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
O conferencista Guilhermo Arriaga, cuja palestra fora marcada para a quarta-feira, chegou durante a noite de terça em Passo Fundo. Ele foi até a Jornada de Literatura e se sentou com a professora Tânia Rösing para conversar. Alguns jornadetes que reconheceram o cara (mas que provavelmente nunca antes ouviram falar dele) se aproximaram pedindo autógrafos e fotos. Arriaga atendeu a todos, chegando inclusive a tirar a seguinte foto:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Incômodo é você!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Um participante da Jornada de Literatura cruzou com o deputado Beto Albuquerque em algum lugar do Circo da Cultura. Ele abordou o político e pediu se eles podiam conversar sobre certos assuntos particulares. Beto concordou e eles trocaram algumas idéias. Durante a conversa, ambos foram interrompidos por uma grande figura da Jornada, que perguntou de forma rude ao deputado se ele estava sendo incomodado. Beto Albuquerque delicadamente contrariou a figura, dizendo que eles estavam tendo uma conversa séria e que não queriam ser interrompidos.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Esse não tem muito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No encontro estadual de escritores, um professor da UPF se aproximou sorrateiramente, carregando três DVDs do próprio filme, para dar de presente ao cineasta Jorge Furtado. A mesma coisa aconteceu quando um professor de história deu o próprio livro ao Tom Cardoso. Pode não parecer, mas a pessoa fica ridícula fazendo isso.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Design falho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Que falta faz um especialista em ficção científica as vezes. O pessoal do curso de Engenharia da UPF passou por poucas e boas tentando montar o robô-gimmic da Jornada. O problema está no formato das pernas, que não permitem que o robô se locomova para a frente. Todos do curso foram chamados para tentar resolver o problema. Nos bastidores, o livro-robô está sendo chamado de "robô-siri". Bom nome.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;A bad case of...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Algumas pessoas reclamaram que certos restaurantes da praça de alimentação da Jornada estão vendendo sanduíches naturais estragados. Na hora de se alimentar, tome cuidado.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Frase da noite:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Certamente não teremos pérolas como a criança pelada, mas uma frase certamente faz jus ao espírito da noite:&lt;br /&gt;
- Que falta faz a Tene para autografar o crachá dos outros!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;A propósito...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A letra da noite foi X.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jvk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Ano novo, Jornada nova. Como o senhor se sente em mais uma edição da Jornada de Literatura?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paulo Becker:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; É uma satisfação ter mais uma edição da Jornada. Nós tivemos muitas dificuldades esse ano, mas ela saiu e eu estou feliz por isso.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jvk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; A pergunta que todo mundo faz: como é escrever a música pra Jornada?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paulo Becker:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; É uma coleção de temas. Tem influências do século XIX e também do Raul Seixas, misturando o próprio tema da Jornada, que é a relação entre o real e o virtual. Uma verdadeira salada!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jvk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;  Essas influências revelam mais ou menos como as coisas são hoje em dia? Que tipos de alterações essa culturais e – especialmente – literárias a pós-modernidade trouxe?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paulo Becker:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Acho que não dá pra responder, porque estamos vivendo tudo isso agora. Talvez só as futuras gerações tenham como dizer algo sobre isso.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jvk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Muito obrigado pelo seu tempo, professor.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paulo Becker:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; O prazer é todo meu. Alias, eu não te conheço de algum lugar? Tu não fostes meu aluno?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jvk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Sim. Segundo semestre de 2004, Teoria da Literatura I. Naquele ano, durante a Jornada, o senhor autografou dois livros meus&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paulo Becker:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Que legal!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jvk:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Eu reprovei na matéria.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paulo Becker:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Ah...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Notas:&lt;br /&gt;
1- em 2004, não houve Jornada de Literatura. O evento em questão ocorreu em 2005.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-4804840224983554063?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Pois esta tradição chegou ao outro lado do mundo. Uma empresa japonesa (pra variar) se baseou nessa história (&lt;i&gt;not!&lt;/i&gt;) para criar isto aqui:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LjWe7BDQW4/St2S215CR5I/AAAAAAAABoc/a5412P0kEN8/s1600-h/1410g8g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-LjWe7BDQW4/St2S215CR5I/AAAAAAAABoc/a5412P0kEN8/s320/1410g8g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apesar das semelhanças com as fotos do gato morto (que não dá pra mostrar aqui), ainda acredito que este brinquedinho se inspira naquele clássico episódio do Chaves (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8b6pD__TzLI"&gt;parte 1&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=082_kmkL8FQ"&gt;parte 2&lt;/a&gt;) – se você não sabe qual, não teve infância.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Via &lt;a href="http://www.geekologie.com/2009/09/toy_teaches_children_about_lif.php"&gt;Geekologie&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.boingboing.net/2009/10/19/road-kill-toy.html"&gt;Boing Boing&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.tokyomango.com/tokyo_mango/2009/10/cat-toy-with-spilled-guts-named-after-popular-song.html"&gt;Tokyomango&lt;/a&gt; - ou o contrário.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-5864381768638957104?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;O egocêntrico:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As vezes tenho delírios de grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;
O resto do tempo tenho certeza.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;O nerd apaixonado:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;
violets are blue.&lt;br /&gt;
All of my base&lt;br /&gt;
are belong to YOU!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;O egocêntrico:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(O meu é bem melhor!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-3370637482824969860?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Mas não vamos falar de coisas tristes!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O verão está ai e com ele as meninas semi-nuas desfilando e nos tornando inimigos dos nossos próprios hormônios. Nada melhor para comemorar que responder a uma enquete enquanto o mundo cai lá fora.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Portanto, junte sua família, seus amigos e – principalmente – seus colegas de trabalho. Debatam bastante e respondam à pergunta e depois deixem um comentário (o botão fica lá em cima):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;É verão. Você está caminhando na praia durante a noite quando dá de cara com uma moita. De repente, e para sua surpresa, pula de dentro dela uma pessoa e te assusta.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8" src="http://static.polldaddy.com/p/2082590.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://answers.polldaddy.com/poll/2082590/"&gt;Para você, essa pessoa...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://answers.polldaddy.com"&gt;trends&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;E se você não sabe o que é a Euráfrica, &lt;i&gt;shame on you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-4439548828524503453?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Eu mesmo assim poderia deslizar por baixo da mesa, escorregar pelos corredores e fugir pela porta da frente, depois de bater com a cabeça no vidro após um sinal mal-interpretado de vitória. Mas nesse processo eu seria visto por pelo menos três pessoas, além de causar muitas risadas aos outros.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Minha auto-estima não agüentaria.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mas supondo que eu, por algum motivo miraculoso ou doses exageradamente grandes e circunstanciais de sorte, conseguisse sair do prédio e pudesse não me preocupar com as câmeras de segurança, ainda teria que enfrentar o terrível perigo do portão da frente.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Não que o terreno do trabalho não seja escapável (a regra paranóica número um estipula que “quando começar um novo emprego, defina rotas e saídas de emergência”), o problema é o maldito ponto. Esta ferramenta antiga e moralista, inimiga eterna das pessoas que, assim como eu, não tem nada para fazer numa sexta-feira à tarde (pelo menos, na última meia hora de trabalho).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Não é uma sensação nova. Nas aulas de matemática da quarta-série eu já brincava com meus materiais escolares, inventando jogos como forma de passar as lições chatas e inúteis, apenas para ouvir bronca da professora por não prestar atenção.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Escute bem, sua velha chata: suas aulas eram podres e eu estava muito melhor sem elas. Você também era insuportável e deve dar graças ao seu deus por nunca mais ter cruzado a minha frente.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
O primeiro grau era uma fase no espaço-tempo contínuo muito estranha (até porque hoje o espaço-tempo nem é mais tão contínuo assim). Naquela época, homens eram verdadeiros homens, mulheres eram verdadeiras mulheres e as universidades possuíam o monopólio do ensino e do diploma.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Felizmente, tudo isso acabou e eu posso mandar todo mundo à merda via internet. Mas não vou fazer isso.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A merda não merece vocês.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-1001230840045108991?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Uma fria manhã qualquer de setembro, acordei atrasado e fui para o trabalho. Como estava o dia, não sei. Na verdade nem sei se acordado estava. Era uma manhã fria e eu estava na parada.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Quando cheguei, o &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/titaganzer"&gt;iPod&lt;/a&gt; tocava &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0k_vu9sQkjo"&gt;Invoke&lt;/a&gt;. Foi então que eu a vi: era mais alta que eu e usava óculos escuros. Não parei ao seu lado, pois sabia que diversas alterações hormonais impróprias poderiam me levar a uma situação constrangedora. Quando se esta meio acordado as 8 horas da manhã (ou qualquer hora e manhã), o que menos se quer é se incomodar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sentei no banco um pouco mais afastado dela. Ter de olhar para a rua para ver se vinha ônibus me dava a desculpa perfeita para observá-la. Ela, suspeito eu, também tentava disfarçar olhares ocasionais.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Talvez se não fosse cedo da manhã, eu tivesse a coragem de conversar com ela. Talvez, se eu não estivesse atrasado, eu teria pego o mesmo ônibus dela para descobrir onde ela trabalhava. Talvez estivesse naquele momento nascendo uma linda história de amor. Ela se virou em minha direção, talvez decidida ao passo inicial que a prudência me impedia de dar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Naquele momento, chorei por Natarle Badgiruel.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A guria estancou o passo. Por debaixo dos óculos escuros, seus olhos demonstravam uma provável expressão pasma. Nesse momento, um ônibus da linha Prefeitura – Nenê Graeff apareceu, ela embarcou e se foi. Abandonou-me na praça Tochetto, lamentando uma morte que ocorrera anos antes (ou depois, porque Gundam Seed se passa num &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/robsonrott"&gt;futuro pra caramba&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eu nunca mais a vi. E quando me lembro dos eventos ocorridos naquela manhã, uma dor me sobe ao peito e eu novamente honro a memória da gloriosa capitã da Aliança, que morreu de forma honrosa ao salvar a vida de seus amigos.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;João Vicente Kurtz, ao pesquisar dados para esse texto, festejou ao descobrir pelo menos dois finais alternativos onde o Mu La Flaga sobrevive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-1488038101264332057?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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"Deixamos as portas abertas para a publicidade. Queremos manter nossas opções em aberto", escreveu o fundador do Twitter, Biz Stone, no blog oficial do serviço, que foi lançado há dois anos. A venda de espaços publicitários continua a ser a principal maneira de sites gerarem renda para continuar gratuitos para os internautas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Alguns analistas são céticos quanto ao uso de publicidade em redes sociais como o Twitter e o Facebook. Eles argumentam que anunciantes relutam em misturar suas marcas com o conteúdo – imprevisível – produzido por usuários. Já Stone vê o problema pelo outro lado: teme irritar seus fiéis internautas ao bombardeá-los com anúncios em suas páginas. Há quem acredite, entretanto, que os anunciantes deveriam ver as redes sociais como lugares onde os consumidores entram todos os dias; ou seja, ótimas oportunidades para expor seus produtos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Informações da Reuters [10/9/09] via &lt;a href="http://www.observatoriodaimprensa.com.br/artigos.asp?cod=554MON019"&gt;Observatório da Imprensa&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-8054707535942987996?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Surpreendida pela &lt;/i&gt;Caravana do Chocolate&lt;i&gt;, Amanda afirmou o óbvio: "vocês são loucos!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;É uma noite chuvosa e você está em casa. A tv exibe um dos últimos capítulos da novela, mas você não se importa. Afinal, nenhum canal passa programas que vão lhe interessar nesse momento, mesmo com tv a cabo. Você não sabe, mas algum tempo antes, um evento de proporções magníficas teve início. É uma noite chuvosa. Outras pessoas, assim como você, também estavam entediadas. Foi então que &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/robsonrott"&gt;@robsonrott&lt;/a&gt; disse:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Eu tenho um bolo de chocolate e não tenho medo de usá-lo!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Assim começou a grandiosa &lt;b&gt;Caravana do Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;, um &lt;i&gt;flash mob&lt;/i&gt; tão instantâneo que nem seus participantes sabiam que ele iria acontecer. Três jovens entediados, um bolo de chocolate, uma faca, um carro e a vontade de espalhar &lt;s&gt;caos e destruição&lt;/s&gt; doces e risos pela cidade. O que poderia dar errado?&lt;br /&gt;
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Foi assim que a noite se tornou alegre. Da São Cristóvão à Nenê Graeff, pessoas que olhavam sem expectativas para um céu enegrecido (era noite) agora podiam vislumbrar a felicidade em um pedaço de bolo. Surpresa pela &lt;b&gt;Caravana&lt;/b&gt;, disse a &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/osarmenios"&gt;Fabi&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A caravana do Sexteto Sinistro veio até a casa da Dona Fabona com um lindo bolo de chocolate em uma noite fria e chuvosa. O bolo era de um tamanho médio com cobertura dupla (!!) de chocolate. Após o primeiro pedaço pequenos brilhos surgiram pela casa. O encanto do Sexteto me dopou de chocolate e ajudou a fazer dois parágrafos da monografia, vulgo monozine. Viva a caravana do melhor bolo de chocolate do mundo mundial.[mWahahaha]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Além dela, outras pessoas também receberam a benção da &lt;b&gt;Caravana do Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;. Entre elas estavam a loira Bia, Vivi, Amanda (Imperatriz  do Mal), Aline Morena, Vanessa Ruiva e a Luana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jvkurtz/PrimeiraCaravanaDoChocolateDoSextetoSinistro#5380061400686989410" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" width="50%" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-LjWe7BDQW4/SqnRVtG9EGI/AAAAAAAABlo/OHZZ_4HCjZA/DSC01289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Após um dia cansativo de trabalho, Beatriz sabia de apenas uma coisa: "te vejo mais tarde!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Claro que nem tudo foi festa na &lt;b&gt;Caravana do Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;. Houveram pessoas que se recusaram a receber a benção do bolo. Entre elas, destacamos a &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/titaganzer"&gt;@titaganzer&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/x_x_chan"&gt;@x_x_chan&lt;/a&gt;. Além delas, outras pessoas não atenderam o chamado da Caravana, perdendo uma ótima oportunidade. É o caso da Fefa Fernanda, da Fernanda Canofre e da Letchi.&lt;br /&gt;
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Apesar dos problemas, a &lt;b&gt;Caravana do Chocolate&lt;/b&gt; foi um tremendo sucesso. Se você gostou da idéia, não perca a oportunidade de conferir nossa &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/jvkurtz/PrimeiraCaravanaDoChocolateDoSextetoSinistro#"&gt;galeria&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-53721640929962496?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nossa última enquete teve público cativo menor, mas isso se deve em grande parte ao Intercom, que deslocou todo esforço que deveria ser usado para atrair gente pra cá.&lt;br /&gt;
Como era de se esperar, a opção mais votada foi o grande ovomaltine. Como bem disse a Lisi semana passada:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mas também! Com ovomaltine na lista é sacanagem!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Como nós tomamos ovomaltine juntos na quinta-feira, provavelmente é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;
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A história do "mamãe, mamãe" é uma clara referência ao &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/robsonrott"&gt;@robsonrott&lt;/a&gt;. Uma tarde, enquanto caminhava pelo shopping feliz, contente e serelepe, foi atacado por uma Letchi que, se jogando contra ele com tudo, gritou as palavras referidas. Quem viu, temeu.&lt;br /&gt;
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Em segundo lugar está o quentão da Lali, nossa ET de plantão. Claro que a ligação ET &lt;-&gt; quentão foi uma óbvia referência. Que, alias, deu certo, visto os quatro votos deu certo. Sobre o quentão da Lali, se você não bebeu, beba.&lt;br /&gt;
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Logo em seguida, vem uma noite de verão andain na piscina. Enquanto um monte de gente pulava e bebia na piscina, Tex preparava uma caipirinha. Confuso, adicionou sal ao invés de açúcar e muitas pessoas ficaram bêbadas. Quem mais votou nessa opção foi o Tuff, por motivos desconhecidos.&lt;br /&gt;
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E se você tem curiosidade de saber o que diabos vem com arroz com bife, prometemos contar essa história outra hora. Mas não espere uma resposta. Ainda não descobrimos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-6911964460814082878?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Para homenagear esse grande instrumento da nossa cultura sub-15 contemporânea, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iw7XcroQF7Y"&gt;música&lt;/a&gt; é o assunto de nossa pergunta de hoje:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;O cenário: Que noite louca que tivemos ontem! Eu disse coisas que nem me lembro mais. Te fiz tomar uns drinks e disse que te amava. Embora fosse mentira e eu tenha dito só pra te comer, algumas dúvidas permanecem. Por isso, eu gostaria que você me contasse...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;script type="text/javascript" charset="utf-8" src="http://static.polldaddy.com/p/1944799.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://answers.polldaddy.com/poll/1944799/"&gt;... quem botou pra nóis bebê (e o quê)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.polldaddy.com"&gt;poll&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Depois de votar, conte nos comentários como foi o seu fim de semana.&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S. Os eventos a que essa enquete se referem são totalmente fictícios.&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S. 2: Essa enquete está recheada de piadas internas. Quando ela fechar, explico todas (ai!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-1608792382651602436?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align="justify"&gt;O vídeo que você acabou de assistir ai em cima é um bônus para vocês que gostam de ver o circo pegar fogo. Como era de se esperar, esta opção foi a grande vencedora de nossa &lt;a href="http://jvkurtz.blogspot.com/2009/08/enquete-o-sentido-da-vida.html"&gt;mais recente enquete&lt;/a&gt;, com 28% dos votos. Ou seja: grande parte de vocês são sádicos irreparáveis – e não há nada de errado nisso.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Quatro pessoas, sendo um Leonardo, escolheram abandonar seus corpos terrenos e se transformarem em ets. Meu pensamento ao criar essa alternativa era que eles abduzissem ou rissem da cara dos outros.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Outras quatro (Alemão!) fugiram da discussão, possivelmente por não conhecerem o &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8Imk7B7s1c"&gt;homo erectus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Apenas uma pessoa foi corajosa o suficiente para desafiar o Status Quo e ser o banquinho. E como esse tipo de coragem não se vê todo dia, essa pessoa ganhou como prêmio um almoço.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Também não podemos esquecer da contribuição do Sommer para a discussão:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;Seria mais legal joga ele da montanha, mas ja q num tem essa opção, vai no banquinho. Quem  sabe ele num cai da montanha...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Para todos aqueles que votaram, nossos mais sinceros agradecimentos e até a próxima. Para todos também fica essa grande lição do Monty Python sobre escalar montanhas. Pensem e reflitam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdMV42czPCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BdMV42czPCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-2183058786291058754?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.osarmenios.com.br/wp-content/uploads/sem-titulo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-13232 alignleft" title="Peter Davison" src="http://www.osarmenios.com.br/wp-content/uploads/sem-titulo-1.jpg" alt="Peter Davison, o quinto homem a assumir a identidade do Doctor, em frente à TARDIS" width="231" height="347" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Os fãs há muito tempo já sabem: o design capenga da TARDIS sempre foi um empecilho para transformar as filmagens do seriado britânico de ficção científica Doctor Who em &lt;a href="http://io9.com/375979/tardis-is-the-enemy-of-hdtv"&gt;HD&lt;/a&gt;. Claro, quem acompanhou os primeiros episódios da série (&lt;em&gt;An Unearthly child&lt;/em&gt;, que passou na BBC 1 em 1963, lembra?) confirma que a nave foi desenhada para ser deprimente.&lt;br /&gt;
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Com o anúncio de que o ator &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Mattio_RH"&gt;Matt Smith&lt;/a&gt; ocuparia o posto de décimo primeiro Doctor, a produção da série aproveitou para &lt;a href="http://www.mirror.co.uk/celebs/news/2009/03/02/doctor-who-exclusive-tardis-to-be-redesigned-for-arrival-of-new-time-lord-matt-smith-115875-21164417/"&gt;renovar o visual da espaçonave&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Um membro do fórum &lt;a href="http://gallifreybase.com/forum/"&gt;Gallifrey Base&lt;/a&gt; informa que viu o design novo da TARDIS. Segundo informações do site &lt;a href="http://io9.com/5345726/doctor-whos-new-tardis-revealed"&gt;io9.com&lt;/a&gt;, ela seria mais ou menos assim (em tradução livre):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;O set foi desenhado para ser modular, de forma que as peças possam ser movidas e representar outras partes, conforme forem mostradas outras salas do interior da TARDIS.&lt;br /&gt;
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A sala de controle foi desenha de forma hexagonal, ao invés de ser circular. O esquema de cores é dourado e prateado, com detalhes em mármore. (...) As cores também mudam de acordo com a sala: são douradas na sala de controle, prateadas, cinza e azuis no laboratório e marrom na sala de descanso.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Só por curiosidade, o nome TARDIS significa &lt;em&gt;Time And Relative Dimensions In Space&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;em&gt;tempo e dimensões relativas no espaço&lt;/em&gt;, em tradução livre. Péssimo nome, não?) e possui a forma de uma cabine policial britânica dos anos sessenta porque seu dispositivo de camuflagem se estragou. Ela utiliza o que há mais moderno da tecnologia restante de Gallifrey (seu planeta de origem), portanto, é maior dentro do que fora. TARDIS, na verdade, é o nome do modelo da espaçonave, embora muito provavelmente a nave do Doctor seja a última existente.&lt;br /&gt;
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Os três últimos episódios de Doctor Who com o ator David Tennant como protagonista vão ao ar em novembro, dezembro e janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;
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Foto: Peter Davison, o quinto Doctor, em frente à TARDIS (fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.mirror.co.uk/celebs/news/2009/03/02/doctor-who-exclusive-tardis-to-be-redesigned-for-arrival-of-new-time-lord-matt-smith-115875-21164417/"&gt;Mirror&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://jvkurtz.blogspot.com"&gt;João Vicente Kurtz&lt;/a&gt; escreveu um outro texto sobre essa história, mas como ficou ruim ele voltou no tempo e escreveu de novo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-2883932985499654320?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Leia, dê sua opinião e depois nos escreva dizendo o que você pensa disso tudo.&lt;br /&gt;
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O cenário é: &lt;i&gt;Em uma crônica intitulada "A frase", o escritor gaúcho Luis Fernando Veríssimo conta a história de um homem que, ao escalar a montanha mais alta do mundo, tirou de sua mochila um banquinho e subiu nele, vitorioso&lt;/i&gt;. Perguntamos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A questão que propomos foi: &lt;i&gt;você está em uma mesa de churrascaria. De repente, todos os que estão com você atacam um garçom que traz um espeto de picanha&lt;/i&gt;. Seguem os resultados (clique para ver melhor):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ganhando a bagaça está, como era de se esperar, a Ala do Nescau. No primeiro dia dessa enquete, esse pessoal já se organizou para votar em massa nessa bebida achocolatada que está ai somente para fazer graça com o &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/sirportela"&gt;@sirportela&lt;/a&gt;. Alguns representantes dessa ala tão importante são o &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/garras_verdes"&gt;@Garras_Verdes&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/osarmenios"&gt;Fabi&lt;/a&gt;. Pessoal d’&lt;a href="http://www.osarmenios.com.br"&gt;Os Armênios&lt;/a&gt;, para quem não conhece.&lt;br /&gt;
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A parte do buffet de saladas era um appeal para o povo vegetariano, mas por algum motivo eles votaram no nescau! Nessa parte, agradecemos à contribuição da &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mermaidka"&gt;@mermaidka&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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O mais surpreendente, no final das contas, foi a grande quantidade de pessoas-picanha. E é nessas enquetes que você conhece seus amigos. A justificativa dada é que elas são pessoas macias e suculentas, mas uma em especial sabe que só é picanha por causa do espeto.&lt;br /&gt;
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Algumas menções honrosas a pessoas que sugeriram opções para a enquete:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ailatannatalia"&gt;@AilatanataliA&lt;/a&gt;: Faltou perguntar o que vem no arroz com bife!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cupim: Eu mantenho a compostura. O importante é esperar pela costela.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na parte dos comentários, chamamos a atenção à incrível discussão que se sucedeu. A parte mais divertosa disso tudo foi descobrir que existe nescau vegano e que o &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/garras_verdes"&gt;@Garras_Verdes&lt;/a&gt; come nescau com pão. Repetindo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;O &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/garras_verdes"&gt;@Garras_Verdes&lt;/a&gt; come nescau com pão.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justyfy"&gt;Obrigado a todos pela colaboração nesta enquete. Nossa equipe espera poder contar com vocês na nossa &lt;a href="http://jvkurtz.blogspot.com/2009/08/enquete-o-sentido-da-vida.html"&gt;próxima empreitada&lt;/a&gt;! E depois de ler isso tudo, não esqueça de comentar. Sua opinião é muito importante para nós!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18725166-3953176759447577235?l=jvkurtz.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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