<?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-5560087</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:22:54.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Folk Blues</title><subtitle type='html'>Ok, 3, 2, 1, let's jam! O &lt;em&gt;Blog do Obi-Wan&lt;/em&gt;....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</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>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108813630569719135</id><published>2004-06-25T01:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T01:05:05.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'>That certain female</title><summary type='text'>Andando pelo Stand Center esses dias quase cheguei a ter vontade de trabalhar novamente, antes de me formar........ tanto a se comprar, e tão pouco dinheiro....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108813630569719135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108813630569719135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108813630569719135' title='&lt;em&gt;That certain female&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108758723205731707</id><published>2004-06-18T16:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T16:33:52.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Dog No Biscuits</title><summary type='text'>Vejam esse site.http://www.jovemnerd.com.br/colunas/Fanaticc/killbill/killbill.aspMuito bom! O mais completo em Português com referências de Kill Bill que já vi........ além de ser bem engraçado tb. Olha o nome.... jovem nerd.... é a cara de 90% dos visitantes do meu blog.... incluindo quem vos escreve! rs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108758723205731707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108758723205731707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108758723205731707' title='&lt;em&gt;Bad Dog No Biscuits&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108724103636821210</id><published>2004-06-14T16:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T16:23:56.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Red House</title><summary type='text'>Odeio falar sobre mim, por isso quase nunca posto no blog....Então deixo os outros falarem! A Senhorita Raks Z. escreveu isso ao meu respeito no Orkut. Ela é uma amiga muito querida.*sorriso bobo*rs"Romantico, exagerado, divertido, com humor apurado. Rodrigo está um tanto quanto fora do seu tempo e espaço... é uma alma antiga vivendo num mundo de jovens frenéticos. Poucas pessoas podem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108724103636821210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108724103636821210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108724103636821210' title='&lt;em&gt;Red House&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108646944511292112</id><published>2004-06-05T17:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T14:10:13.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What is and what should never be.... </title><summary type='text'>Passagens de avião de ida e volta para Porto Alegre: $$Estadia no Hotel Wamosy: $$Almoço no Habib's: $$Café no Parque da Redenção: $$Balada no Barbazul: $$Tequila no Barbazul: $$B-52: $$Almoço na Lancheria do Parque: $$Churrasco no Trinta e Cinco (é isso?): $$Conhecer Porto Alegre com duas amigas mui lindas e especiais, sob os cuidados de dois anfitriões sensacionais que fariam até </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108646944511292112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108646944511292112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108646944511292112' title='&lt;em&gt;What is and what should never be.... &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108498009978049359</id><published>2004-05-19T12:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T12:21:39.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the Glory....</title><summary type='text'>http://www.henshin.com.br/direto_da_redacao2432.shtml</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108498009978049359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108498009978049359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108498009978049359' title='&lt;em&gt;Oh, the Glory....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108475950203916293</id><published>2004-05-16T22:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T23:07:28.313-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Droogies...</title><summary type='text'>Hoje tentei assistir a droga do Van Helsing, mas a sessão estava lotada.Peguei a grana que ia usar para pagar o cinema e aluguei um filme.Fui naquela porcaria de Blockbuster, e não tinha nenhum filme que prestasse. Nunca tem. Nada bom vem dessas tentativas de franquear tudo, padronizar e monopolizar as coisas. E a culpa não é do governo, nem do capitalismo, nem dos empresários ambiciosos e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108475950203916293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108475950203916293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108475950203916293' title='&lt;em&gt;Droogies...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108424186785678009</id><published>2004-05-10T23:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T23:19:54.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ezequiel 25:17</title><summary type='text'>"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tiranny of evil men. Blessed is he, who in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper, and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108424186785678009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108424186785678009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108424186785678009' title='Ezequiel 25:17'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108343848231269467</id><published>2004-05-01T16:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T16:11:10.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak Hotel....</title><summary type='text'>"O Karate é um desafio para toda a vida, que é explicado pelo Dojo Kun - caráter, honestidade, esforço, respeito e autocontrole. Estudar as técnicas lhe dá autoconfiança e esta lhe proporciona autodefesa. Mas autodefesa é um estado mental, não uma combinação de técnicas. A melhor defesa é evitar conflitos. Karate não é um estudo sobre as lutas, mas sobre as pessoas. Kata e kumite são como duas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108343848231269467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108343848231269467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108343848231269467' title='&lt;em&gt;Heartbreak Hotel....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108285527035673072</id><published>2004-04-24T22:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T11:21:58.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bride....</title><summary type='text'>Duas palavras....KILL BILLO MELHOR FILME DA DÉCADA!!!!!!Fantástico, maravilhoso, sensacional....Como é usado no jargão inculto..... TARANTINO RULEIA!!!!!!Tem TUDO que eu gosto nesse filme.... desde Godzilla até Jornada nas Estrelas, passando por Besouro Verde e claro, samurais, kung fu, ANIME.... e MULHERES SEXYS, VOLUPTUOSAS E SENSUAIS usando ARMAS MORTAIS!!A trilha sonora é ainda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108285527035673072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108285527035673072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108285527035673072' title='&lt;em&gt;The Bride....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108223598427492795</id><published>2004-04-17T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T18:09:18.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring It On Home....</title><summary type='text'>Hoje liguei a TV e descobri pelo menos UMA razão para eu assistir aquele seriado Everwood........ A VOZ DE DARTH VADER!!!!!Sim! O professor de piano do protagonista boiola lá é.... JAMES EARL JONES!!Ah.... o cara continua foda, vinte e tantos anos depois...."Don't be too proud on this technological terror you have constructed. The ability to destroy a planet is insignificant next to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108223598427492795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108223598427492795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108223598427492795' title='&lt;em&gt;Bring It On Home....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108190807756630164</id><published>2004-04-13T22:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:04:08.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Home Alabama....</title><summary type='text'>Fazia anos que não ouvia essa música.... tocou hoje no rádio.... é, fazia muito tempo.... fiquei feliz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108190807756630164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108190807756630164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108190807756630164' title='&lt;em&gt;Sweet Home Alabama....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108127640259827129</id><published>2004-04-06T15:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T15:36:05.513-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kashmir</title><summary type='text'>Hoje é aniversário da Lua. Parabéns, Lua!Ah, o link pro blog dela está ali ao lado....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108127640259827129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108127640259827129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108127640259827129' title='&lt;em&gt;Kashmir&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108119392981077536</id><published>2004-04-05T16:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T16:41:31.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Teapot</title><summary type='text'>Ah éSábado machuquei o dedão DE NOVO treinando no Mackenzie, pela atlética....Foi a gota d'água. Depois da quinta ou sexta vez que machuco essa porcaria.... minha mãe me obrigou a ir ao médico.Fui ao Pronto Socorro do Oswaldo Cruz (tá no convênio), e tiraram uma chapa do meu pé (mais uma pra coleção). Não tinha nada no osso ou na articulação, a lesão só causou uma inflamação no tecido que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108119392981077536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108119392981077536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108119392981077536' title='&lt;em&gt;Flying Teapot&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108109772363523187</id><published>2004-04-04T13:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T13:58:04.983-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortunate Son</title><summary type='text'>Gosto de andar, sem rumo, sem destino, sem hora pra voltar e sem nada pra carregar, até onde minhas pernas me levarem, normalmente por lugares que me tragam lembranças....Lugares em que gosto de andar:- Parque do Ibirapuera- Centro da cidade - Rodoviária do Tietê- Bairro da Liberdade- Av. PaulistaTem mais alguns, mas nem vou lembrar agora....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108109772363523187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108109772363523187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108109772363523187' title='&lt;em&gt;Fortunate Son&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108096202795613243</id><published>2004-04-03T00:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T00:16:27.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Step On The Grass, Sam</title><summary type='text'>Ah, queria ter uma namorada inglesinha, com aquele sotaque britânico.... ah....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108096202795613243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108096202795613243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108096202795613243' title='&lt;em&gt;Don&apos;t Step On The Grass, Sam&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108076118520774235</id><published>2004-03-31T16:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T16:29:02.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Machine Head</title><summary type='text'>Queria ter sido um músico em Nova Iorque nos anos 40....Piano ou algum instrumento de sopro....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108076118520774235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108076118520774235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108076118520774235' title='&lt;em&gt;Machine Head&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-108006669694718963</id><published>2004-03-23T15:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T15:38:54.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Prissy.... </title><summary type='text'>Stray Cats é sem dúvida uma banda formidável. Às vezes uso o nome deles como nick no MSN.Essa música é dedicada especialmente a algumas moças que conheço.... eheh.Vai até com tradução.Well I know a little lady, she lives down London way,Conheço uma mocinha, ela vive no caminho de LondresShe talks and talks all night, but she ain't got much to say.Ela fala e fala a noite toda, mas não tem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108006669694718963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/108006669694718963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108006669694718963' title='&lt;em&gt;Little Miss Prissy.... &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107955255741652823</id><published>2004-03-17T16:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T16:49:59.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight cilinders all mine</title><summary type='text'>Certamente Deep Purple é uma das melhores bandas de todos os tempos!Ontem assisti a um documentário bacana sobre história do Japão feudal, no History Channel....Hoje dormi demais....E machuquei o dedo do pé de novo.... droga!Tenho acessado pouco a Internet esses dias, tenho que estudar.... vou atualizar de vez em quando.Obrigado a todos os visitantes pelos comentários, prometo que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107955255741652823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107955255741652823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107955255741652823' title='Eight cilinders all mine'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107871738351550443</id><published>2004-03-08T00:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T00:45:16.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitotsu</title><summary type='text'>Estou quebrado.Ontem teve um curso de Karatê da Confederação Brasileira de Karatê-Do Tradicional, no CEPEUSP.Foi presidido pelo Sensei Tanaka, presidente e fundador da CTCBKT, um japonês do 9º dan (!!!!), que deve ter uns 70 anos e que dava um piau em TODOS os karatecas ali presentes, se quisesse.Foi lindo, lutei das 8:30 até às 17h, parando só pro almoço. Teve Kata, Kihon, Kumitê e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107871738351550443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107871738351550443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107871738351550443' title='&lt;em&gt;Hitotsu&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107833478719027140</id><published>2004-03-03T14:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T14:28:36.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I heard her callin' my name....</title><summary type='text'>Hmm.... não faço a menor idéia do que postar....Certo, declaro que este é um post meramente atualizatório.Alguém pode me dizer que horário a porcaria do fotolog está permitindo posts de membros não-gold?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107833478719027140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107833478719027140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107833478719027140' title='&lt;em&gt;I thought I heard her callin&apos; my name....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107792554558248101</id><published>2004-02-27T20:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T20:47:51.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Post pelo fim do estresse no blog do Obi-Wan"</title><summary type='text'>.... para citar meu querido amigo viado Vader. rsSó enchendo lingüiça, prometo que esse findi respondo todos os recados e visito o blog de todo mundo. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107792554558248101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107792554558248101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107792554558248101' title='&quot;Post pelo fim do estresse no blog do Obi-Wan&quot;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107757940001828902</id><published>2004-02-23T20:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T20:40:31.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quem é o bastardo que simplesmente inventou que estou em Floripa??E me consolando?? Consolando do que?!?E quem são os bastardos que andam se preocupando demais com a minha vida e não tem um pingo de hombridade pra vir falar comigo?Quem foi o verme que andou espalhando coisas a meu respeito e da minha ex-namorada? É algum tipo de prazer doentio?Melhor aparecerem logo, depois que eu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107757940001828902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107757940001828902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107757940001828902' title=''/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107729893525961302</id><published>2004-02-20T14:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T14:44:12.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dojo Kun</title><summary type='text'>Ultimamente só consigo ser feliz enquanto treino.O que não é de todo ruim.... afinal, o Sensei Sazaki disse que o Karate Do é um modo de vida para se alcançar a felicidade....Escolhi estudar Direito porque pretendia mudar algo, ou ao menos iniciar uma mudança, por dentro do sistema, que ficar gritando de fora não adianta nada.... Entretanto, mesmo no começo, sabia que seria muito difícil, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107729893525961302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107729893525961302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107729893525961302' title='&lt;em&gt;Dojo Kun&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107716305626281368</id><published>2004-02-19T00:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T00:59:31.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'>(she's) sexy and 17</title><summary type='text'>Aaaah, meu dedão ainda está esquisito....Achou que vou ter que ir no ortopedista.... saco</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107716305626281368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107716305626281368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107716305626281368' title='&lt;em&gt;(she&apos;s) sexy and 17&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107603552185661887</id><published>2004-02-05T23:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T01:43:02.996-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hajime</title><summary type='text'>Estiquei demais o dedão do pé numa queda e ele ficou todo roxo....Tem um vergão vermelho no meu braço esquerdo.... Cortei algumas junções dos dedos com a mão.... (superficiais, não fiquei sem dedos....)E tem um leve hematoma no meu rosto....Primeiro treino do ano! Aaah, it's SO good to be back!Não poderia estar me sentindo melhor! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107603552185661887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107603552185661887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107603552185661887' title='Hajime'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107566285733354092</id><published>2004-02-01T17:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T23:24:55.483-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush....</title><summary type='text'>Desculpa ae, Ruiva!! rshmmm.... acho que com isso meu blog volta ao normal....You are a Hawk. You are strong and majestic.Basically... You kick ass! *** What Bird Are You? WITH PICTURES *** brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107566285733354092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107566285733354092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107566285733354092' title='&lt;em&gt;Hush....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107558315633270571</id><published>2004-01-31T19:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T19:07:33.653-02:00</updated><title type='text'> Enchendo lingüiça.... </title><summary type='text'>Mais alguns posts e meu blog volta ao normal....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107558315633270571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107558315633270571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107558315633270571' title='&lt;em&gt; Enchendo lingüiça.... &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107551283161480830</id><published>2004-01-30T23:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T23:35:27.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Night</title><summary type='text'>Essa música é DUCAR.... é DAHORA!!Black night is not right,I don’t feel so bright,I don’t care to sit tight.Maybe I’ll find on the way down the lineThat I’m free, free to be me.Black night is a long way from home.I don’t need a dark tree,I don’t want a rough sea,I can’t feel, I can’t see.Maybe I’ll find on the way down the lineThat I’m free, free to be me.Black night is a long way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107551283161480830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107551283161480830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107551283161480830' title='Black Night'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107531545341967434</id><published>2004-01-28T16:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T16:46:09.793-02:00</updated><title type='text'>I only want to know what true sadness is....</title><summary type='text'>A moça que fez o comentário que gerou meu post explosivo ontem é na verdade uma conhecida minha.É uma moça bem legal, se foi ela mesma quem escreveu, provavelmente estava só brincando comigo....Mas ontem foi um dia péssimo, péssimo mesmo, foi um dia de jogar merda no ventilador, então respondi sem nem pensar....Portanto, peço desculpas.eheh, não vou contar porque foi um dia péssimo.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107531545341967434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107531545341967434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107531545341967434' title='&lt;em&gt;I only want to know what true sadness is....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107521208076938877</id><published>2004-01-27T12:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T12:03:53.110-02:00</updated><title type='text'>LORENA</title><summary type='text'>Prezada Srta. Lorena....VAI SE FODERTinha que ser uma pessoa muito burra e tapada mesmo pra ler e comentar num blog que nem gostou.... By the way.... tô me cagando pra você. Mas isso foi engraçado. ehehehehDesculpa, mas alguns de nós tem coisa melhor pra fazer que ficar escrevendo pra satisfazer sua curiosidade e vadiagem.... como estudar Direito e estagiar! Ou mesmo dormir e coçar o </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107521208076938877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107521208076938877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107521208076938877' title='LORENA'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107513091294078269</id><published>2004-01-26T13:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T13:30:04.716-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Asteroyd Blues....</title><summary type='text'>Han Solo e Princesa Leia.... esse casalzinho é FODA!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107513091294078269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107513091294078269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107513091294078269' title='&lt;em&gt;Asteroyd Blues....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107487464323570846</id><published>2004-01-23T14:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T14:18:53.436-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bushi Do</title><summary type='text'>Hoje vou assistir este filme.</summary><link rel='edit' 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eyesThat you really weren't suprised at me at allNot at allAnd I know by your smile it's youDon't care for me, don't cryLet's say goodbye, AdieuIt's time to say goodbye, I know that in timeIt will just fade away, it's time to say goodbyeI stand alone, and watch you fade away like clouds</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107478732167496762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107478732167496762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107478732167496762' title='&lt;em&gt;Memory....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107470260268729214</id><published>2004-01-21T14:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T14:31:29.606-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter Sandman.... </title><summary type='text'>Hoje vou levar minha irmã para assistir Peter Pan.Alguém mais quer ir?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107470260268729214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107470260268729214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107470260268729214' title='&lt;em&gt;Enter Sandman.... &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107461789000083841</id><published>2004-01-20T14:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T14:59:35.466-02:00</updated><title type='text'>All of me.... </title><summary type='text'>Como eu prometi que escreveria todos os dias quando arrumasse as figuras do meu blog.... .... e considerando que não tenho nada para escrever.... vai um post musical.Não lembro quem compôs isso, mas eu gosto das interpretações do Frank Sinatra e do Tommy Dorsey....Tem um filme com aquele cara que fez "o Casamento de minha filha" (ou algo do gênero), cujo tema é essa música.You took my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107461789000083841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107461789000083841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107461789000083841' title='&lt;em&gt;All of me.... &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107452814163791292</id><published>2004-01-19T13:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T14:58:08.890-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Frívolo....</title><summary type='text'>Bom, valos lá, Lantis, aos posts frívolos que estou devendo....BANDAS, MÚSICOS E INTÉRPRETES FAVORITOS- The Doors- Led Zeppelin- Deep Purple- Black Sabbath- Kiss- Rolling Stones- Janis Joplin- Creedence Clearwater Revival- Ramones- The Clash- Sex Pistols- Chubby Checkers- Bill Halley and His Commets- Chuck Berry- Jerry Lee Lews- Pat Boone- Fats Domino- Queen- Beatles- The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107452814163791292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107452814163791292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107452814163791292' title='Post Frívolo....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107436444663299456</id><published>2004-01-17T16:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T13:08:48.013-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIDEN</title><summary type='text'>Yep, meus amigos.... em breve estarei lá.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107436444663299456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107436444663299456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107436444663299456' title='MAIDEN'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107417000481355278</id><published>2004-01-15T10:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T15:03:55.500-02:00</updated><title type='text'>bzzzzzzzzzz....</title><summary type='text'>Pode um homem andar nas nuvens e se sentir desolado ao mesmo tempo?.... mais ou menos como estou agora....                 Easy come,                               easy go...       </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107417000481355278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107417000481355278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107417000481355278' title='&lt;em&gt;bzzzzzzzzzz....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107356448390059946</id><published>2004-01-08T10:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T10:22:37.920-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Help! </title><summary type='text'>Vamos lá amigos, vocês têm que me ajudar....Já tentei o kit.net, mas, para usar os serviços deles, eu precisaria assinar o Globo.com, e isso eu não quero....Vou tentar os serviços pagos do geocities, que agora é do yahoo....Alguém pode me sugerir outro serviço pago e bom?Parei de beber depois deste Reveillon....Comecei a beber mesmo há uns 4 anos atrás, quando uma mulher que me deu muita</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107356448390059946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107356448390059946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107356448390059946' title='&lt;em&gt;Help!&lt;/em&gt; '/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107219639507211764</id><published>2003-12-23T14:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T14:20:53.373-02:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ NATAL</title><summary type='text'>Queridos leitores,Perdão pela falta de atualização nisso aqui..... mas o problema todo com hospedagem de imagens me desanimou....Alguém então sabe de um bom site para hospedagem PAGO????Feliz Natal e bom ano novo para vocês e suas famílias, obrigado a todas as pessoas que passaram por minha vida esse ano, me enriqueceram e me ajudaram a me tornar mais forte. Espero ter contribuído para a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107219639507211764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107219639507211764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107219639507211764' title='FELIZ NATAL'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107170840096337918</id><published>2003-12-17T22:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T22:47:34.263-02:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!</title><summary type='text'>Amigos, é sério.Minha situação é crítica.... PRECISO DE UM LUGAR PRA HOSPEDAR MINHAS IMAGENS!!!!!!! ONDE VCS HOSPEDAM AS DE VOCÊS????????Tô tão desanimado que estou quase desencanando disso aqui....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107170840096337918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107170840096337918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107170840096337918' title='&lt;em&gt;HELP!&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-107013439048210284</id><published>2003-11-29T17:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T13:00:30.466-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Kind of Woman</title><summary type='text'>CONSEGUI!!!!!!Encontrei um lugar para hospedar imagens!!!!!!! Todas as imagens devem estar abrindo no blog agora!!Por favor, comentem!!Aqui ó, de presente para vocês, meu wallpaper, que fiz esses dias pintando um desenho meu no photoshop!Ah.... agora sim poderei voltar a postar com vontade.... venham aqui todos os dias, que terei posts novos....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107013439048210284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/107013439048210284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107013439048210284' title='&lt;em&gt;Strange Kind of Woman&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106952615487295949</id><published>2003-11-22T16:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T12:56:01.670-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os caminhos errantes da liberdade</title><summary type='text'>Queridos leitores (as),Esse é meu primeiro trabalho em cores!É a capa de um livro.Foi assim.... estava eu feliz e contente desenhando na aula de Direito Penal, quando meu professor, o mestre Jorge Miguel, notou o que eu fazia, apreciou os desenhos e gostou muito.Esse professor é poeta também, tem outros livros publicados, dá aula de literatura....E eis que ele me pediu que desenhasse a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106952615487295949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106952615487295949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106952615487295949' title='&lt;em&gt;Os caminhos errantes da liberdade&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106894937617060716</id><published>2003-11-16T00:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T00:23:17.293-02:00</updated><title type='text'>eheheheheh</title><summary type='text'>Caramba, até que esses testezinhos são bem divertidos....Fight Club! What movie Do you Belong in?(many different outcomes!) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106894937617060716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106894937617060716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106894937617060716' title='eheheheheh'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106892695001023581</id><published>2003-11-15T18:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T18:09:31.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'>hauhuahauh</title><summary type='text'>Você é o Seiya! O líder dos Cavaleiros de Bronze e o principal protetor de Athena, Seiya luta para achar sua irmã desaparecida Seika. É o Don Juan, mas de tão criança não percebeu que tem 3 garotas o disputando... incluindo uma deusa!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106892695001023581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106892695001023581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106892695001023581' title='hauhuahauh'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106884251819895858</id><published>2003-11-14T18:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T18:53:26.856-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpathy for the devil.... </title><summary type='text'>VSHHHHHH!!!!!!Você é o Saga! O único homem capaz de enganar quase todos os Cavaleiros de Ouro, Saga é dividido entre duas personalidades: o bem e o mal. Assassinou Ares, o Cavaleiro de Prata, e Shion, o Grande Mestre, tornando-se assim o Mestre do Santuário. Saga tem um poder inigualável, e quase nenhum Cavaleiro é páreo para ele. Mesmo tendo feito um grande mal, Saga recebe o perdão de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106884251819895858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106884251819895858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106884251819895858' title='&lt;em&gt;Simpathy for the devil.... &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106823884690753354</id><published>2003-11-07T18:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T12:57:26.030-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saco....</title><summary type='text'>Inferno....Ei!Vcs conseguem ver isso??</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106823884690753354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106823884690753354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106823884690753354' title='&lt;em&gt;Saco....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106822948343335461</id><published>2003-11-07T16:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T16:24:41.396-02:00</updated><title type='text'> Waste My Hate</title><summary type='text'>Eu odeio:- O Terra- O HPG- O fotki- O Geocities- O Kit.netSobrou algum?? Tem mais algum lugar onde é possível hospedar imagens para colocar no Blog? Tô até desanimando de atualizar essa porcaria....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106822948343335461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106822948343335461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106822948343335461' title='&lt;em&gt; Waste My Hate&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106736858982769246</id><published>2003-10-28T17:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T17:16:29.166-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway Star</title><summary type='text'>Odeio o Terra!!!! (o provedor, não o planeta)Não dá pra hospedar minhas imagens lá, eles mudam o nome do endereço todo dia....Alguém sabe de algum lugar onde possa hospedar minhas figuras gratuitamente?Grato,Rodrigo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106736858982769246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106736858982769246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106736858982769246' title='&lt;em&gt;Highway Star&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106693339283878116</id><published>2003-10-23T16:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T16:23:12.636-02:00</updated><title type='text'>L.A. Woman.... </title><summary type='text'>Por que os Blogs se chamam Blogs?Por quê??</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106693339283878116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106693339283878116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106693339283878116' title='&lt;em&gt;L.A. Woman.... &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106667353734752871</id><published>2003-10-20T16:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T16:12:17.303-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of The Jedi</title><summary type='text'>Ao menos uma vez na vida eu não queria me sentir deslocado no tempo e no espaço....Parece que nunca pertenço a lugar nenhum, e estou sempre insistindo em ficar onde não devia....Parece que sou diferente de todo mundo....________EI, AGORA TENHO UM GUESTBOOK E UM ICONEZINHO DE ICQ!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106667353734752871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106667353734752871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106667353734752871' title='&lt;em&gt;Return of The Jedi&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106449684807795554</id><published>2003-09-25T10:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T12:58:33.373-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Houses Of The Holy....</title><summary type='text'>Agora tenho um Deviant!Visitem meus desenhos!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106449684807795554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106449684807795554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106449684807795554' title='&lt;em&gt;Houses Of The Holy....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106400404197887983</id><published>2003-09-19T17:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T17:42:58.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn</title><summary type='text'>QUERO JOGAR EXALTED!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106400404197887983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106400404197887983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106400404197887983' title='&lt;em&gt;Burn&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106331625528027570</id><published>2003-09-11T18:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T18:37:35.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Sugar....</title><summary type='text'>Wow! Dahora esse teste!Haha, o meu até que bateu! Uma certa "ex" minha que o diga! rsE, além de tudo, sou mó gostosona! hauhauahaYou are Rogue!You are sexy and strong willed, and able to take onjust about anyone.  You long for a seriousrelationship, but whenever you begin to getclose to someone things always seem to taketurns for the worse.  But you have dealt withthis lack of closeness </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106331625528027570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106331625528027570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106331625528027570' title='&lt;em&gt;Brown Sugar....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106252446122899553</id><published>2003-09-02T14:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T14:43:52.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhapsody In Blue....</title><summary type='text'>Queridos leitores,Minha festa de aniversário foi bem bacana, e me diverti muito. Deixei uma foto no fotolog, em breve postarei mais.Estou sem tempo para escrever coisas boas aqui, e esse era um dos motivos pelo qual eu não começava um blog.... ehehO Erick começou um blog e está muito engraçado, sugiro que visitem.... até colocaria o link se tivesse tempo.... huahaNão vou falar do blog do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106252446122899553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106252446122899553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106252446122899553' title='&lt;em&gt;Rhapsody In Blue....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106186241280743662</id><published>2003-08-25T22:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T22:46:52.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumpin' Jack Flash....</title><summary type='text'>Queridos leitores(as),Comemorarei meu aniversário na Sexta-feira dia29/08/2003, e ficarei muito honrado com a presença devocês.Será no Bar e Arqueria Willi Willie, situado naAlameda dos Pamaris, nº 30, Moema, ao lado do ShoppingIbirapuera.Para os que estiverem na minha lista, homem paga R$17,00 de consumação + R$ 6,00 de couvert, e mulherespagam R$ 14,00 consumação + R$ 6,00 couvert.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106186241280743662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106186241280743662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106186241280743662' title='&lt;em&gt;Jumpin&apos; Jack Flash....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106134282284464712</id><published>2003-08-19T22:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T22:31:18.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Me Two Times....</title><summary type='text'>Eu disse que não mais postaria coisas tristes e melancólicas, mas é exatamente o que faria hoje.... então serei breve....Hoje, depois de muito tempo, encontrei um demônio do meu passado....Foi rápido.... na verdade, senti que o demônio me observava, e cometi o erro de me virar e olhar fundo nos olhos dele.... ou dela.Bah, a coisa toda deve ter durado um segundo ou menos, que me importa....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106134282284464712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106134282284464712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106134282284464712' title='&lt;em&gt;Love Me Two Times....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106090961023045060</id><published>2003-08-14T22:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-14T22:15:20.876-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Bird....</title><summary type='text'>Um teste, só pra matar o tempo, enquanto não posto nada decente....Batata, o meu deu Blue.... por que não estou surpreso.... rs. You are blue. You are somewhat innocent, in the fact that your genius only extends to the physical world. You have a false sense of contentness. You are usually the quiet one, the genius. Everyone can count on you to help when they have problems, but you only fall </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106090961023045060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106090961023045060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106090961023045060' title='&lt;em&gt;Green Bird....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106082684010072769</id><published>2003-08-13T23:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T23:12:01.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry me a river....</title><summary type='text'>"Meu caro jovem, nenhuma mulher é um gênio. As mulheres são um sexo decorativo. Nunca têm nada a dizer, mas dizem-no com encanto. As mulheres representam o triunfo da matéria sobre a mente, da mesma maneira que os homens representam o triunfo da mente sobre a moralidade."-- Lorde Henry, em "O Retrato de Dorian Gray", de Oscar WildeÀs minhas queridas leitoras.... antes de me matarem, percebam </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106082684010072769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106082684010072769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106082684010072769' title='&lt;em&gt;Cry me a river....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106065119311509038</id><published>2003-08-11T22:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T22:19:53.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Go Cactus Man....</title><summary type='text'>Chega. Não vou postar mais coisas tristes ou melancólicas."Posso ser condescente com qualquer coisa, menos com o sofrimento. Não posso ser benevolente com o sofrimento. O sofrimento é feio, horrível demais, aflitivo demais. Há algo de muito mórbido na condescência moderna para com a dor. Deveríamos condescer com a cor, com a beleza, com a alegria de viver. Quanto menos for dito a respeito das </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106065119311509038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106065119311509038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106065119311509038' title='&lt;em&gt;Go Go Cactus Man....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106055668984550568</id><published>2003-08-10T20:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T20:04:49.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sábado</title><summary type='text'>Sábado fui passear em Campinas com a Sabbat Girl, e me diverti como há tempos não me divertia. Obrigado Sabbat!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106055668984550568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106055668984550568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106055668984550568' title='Sábado'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-106027832936634119</id><published>2003-08-07T14:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T14:45:29.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Days....</title><summary type='text'>Faculdade é um saco.Os alunos fingem que aprendem, e os professores fingem que ensinam.Aí tem os trabalhinhos.... como eu odeio trabalhinho em curso de graduação! Os temas são inúteis.... trabalho em grupo é pior, ninguém quer fazer nada e sempre sobra pra mim.... meus trabalhos são uma droga simplesmente porque tenho preguiça de fazê-los e sempre deixo pra última madrugada.... mas, quando </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106027832936634119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/106027832936634119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106027832936634119' title='&lt;em&gt;Strange Days....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105996344505170267</id><published>2003-08-03T23:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T23:17:25.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The lady is a tramp</title><summary type='text'>Queria que meus dias fossem longos o suficiente para dar tempo de ver TV, fazer nada, trabalhar, praticar exercícios e karate, desenhar, ler, tocar gaita, jogar, falar com todos os meus amigos, conhecer gente nova e dormir por umas 10 hs....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105996344505170267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105996344505170267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105996344505170267' title='&lt;em&gt;The lady is a tramp&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105971107746506818</id><published>2003-08-01T01:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T18:38:43.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Como não pensaram nisso?</title><summary type='text'>"Vara é o coletivo de porcos, o que explica muita coisa no cotidiano do mundo jurídico...."- Rodrigo, um estagiário revoltado, numa tarde dessas no Moutinho e Tranchesi Advogados....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105971107746506818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105971107746506818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105971107746506818' title='Como não pensaram nisso?'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105961905244347073</id><published>2003-07-30T23:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T23:50:07.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballad Of Fallen Angels....</title><summary type='text'>Na vida real, quando você decide despencar do céu e se tornar humano por uma moça, ela acaba se casando com o médico de qualquer jeito e você só se esborracha no chão...."Angels that are forced from heaven have to become demons. Isn't that right, Spike?"-- Vicious</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105961905244347073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105961905244347073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105961905244347073' title='&lt;em&gt;Ballad Of Fallen Angels&lt;/em&gt;....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105944275970449773</id><published>2003-07-28T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T21:15:25.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk in the rain....</title><summary type='text'>A verdade é que a única coisa que importa na vida dos homens é uma mulher.Qualquer mulher, qualquer uma é uma deusa, qualquer homem fica bobo e admirado de sua complexidade.... quando não faz isso, se entretém com coisas mais triviais, como guerras, carreira, carros, amigos e bebedeira.As mulheres, por sua vez, agem como as deusas que são, dizendo e desdizendo a vida de um homem, determinando</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105944275970449773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105944275970449773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105944275970449773' title='&lt;em&gt;Walk in the rain....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105926633173445390</id><published>2003-07-26T21:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T21:38:51.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The horror.... the horror....</title><summary type='text'>HUAHAUAHUHAUHAAchei isso no Blog do Blind! Que medo horrível! hauhauahauGostaria de aproveitar para retificar um dos meus posts anteriores e agradecer ao BONE, meu amigo TM de Belo Horizonte, pelo ótimo final de semana que passei no Rio, em meados de Julho.Atenciosamente,Obi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105926633173445390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105926633173445390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105926633173445390' title='&lt;em&gt;The horror.... the horror....&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105907381484287896</id><published>2003-07-24T16:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T16:52:39.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Folk Blues pt. II</title><summary type='text'>A verdade é que passei a gostar mais e a entender melhor Cowboy Bebop quando comecei a sentir algumas coisas na pele....Quando passou a existir uma Julia na minha vida.... e um Vicious.Uma mulher me matou uma vez, e, durante os últimos três anos, é como se eu vivesse assistindo um sonho que nunca acaba, sem saber se estava morto ou vivo.Um dos meus olhos só via o passado, e o outro só </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105907381484287896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105907381484287896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105907381484287896' title='&lt;em&gt;The Real Folk Blues&lt;/em&gt; pt. II'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105874525794839739</id><published>2003-07-20T20:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T20:57:26.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Presente</title><summary type='text'>Ganhei esse fansign (seja lá o que isso for, estou aprendendo esses termos agora) do meu amigo Lantis.Gostei muito, quando aprender como, farei outro em gratidão.Coloquei um link para a figura lá na minha Side Bar também, por falta de coisas para colocar naquele lugar....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105874525794839739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105874525794839739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105874525794839739' title='Presente'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105873840306729737</id><published>2003-07-20T19:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T19:00:03.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Break On Through (To The Other Side)</title><summary type='text'>Prezados leitores,Em total dissonância com o assunto em epígrafe, informo que hoje corri, me exercitei, comprei CD cases, toquei gaita e arrumei meu quarto.Sem mais, permaneço à disposição para quaisquer outros esclarecimentos, se necessários.Atenciosamente,Obi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105873840306729737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105873840306729737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105873840306729737' title='&lt;em&gt;Break On Through (To The Other Side)&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105867676137905955</id><published>2003-07-20T01:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T01:52:41.276-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Knock a Little Harder</title><summary type='text'>A Letra dessa música é magnífica.... apesar de lembrar uma fase recente e difícil da minha vida. Da trilha sonora de Knocking On Heaven's Door, o filme de Cowboy Bebop....Gotta knock a little harderWords By: Tim JensenVocal: Mai Yamane Happiness is just a word to meAnd it might have meant a thing or twoIf I'd known the difference Emptiness, a lonely parodyAnd my life, another smokin' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105867676137905955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105867676137905955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105867676137905955' title='&lt;em&gt;Gotta Knock a Little Harder&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105853323330315093</id><published>2003-07-18T10:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T10:00:33.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Teste....</title><summary type='text'>Ei, façam esse teste. Muito bom!     what's your cowboy bebop theme song?Atenciosamente,Obi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105853323330315093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105853323330315093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105853323330315093' title='Teste....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105841285658307577</id><published>2003-07-17T00:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T00:34:16.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real Folk Blues....</title><summary type='text'>.... I only want to know what true sadness is....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105841285658307577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105841285658307577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105841285658307577' title='The Real Folk Blues....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105835565944281335</id><published>2003-07-16T08:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T08:40:59.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday....</title><summary type='text'>Ontem treinei Karate e engraxei meus sapatos.Atenciosamente,Obi-Wan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105835565944281335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105835565944281335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105835565944281335' title='Yesterday....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105823990405144453</id><published>2003-07-15T00:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T00:31:44.036-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><summary type='text'>É.... isso aqui está quase ficando do jeito que quero.... para que eu possa postar coisas profundas e melancólicas sem mais me preocupar com a forma do blog....Mudei umas cores, consegui tirar (SOZINHO! rs) a porcaria da tarja laranja (ou amarela, sei lá).... acho que já sei onde fica o que nesse tal template.... O maldito código não é mais um monstro para mim.... agora eu o domino.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105823990405144453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105823990405144453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105823990405144453' title='Hmmm....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105823368882185011</id><published>2003-07-14T22:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T08:46:06.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Piano Bar I</title><summary type='text'>Queridos amigos e prezados leitores ocasionais,De acordo com o assunto em epígrafe, informo que este post não tem nada a ver com o assunto, que é um nome de música aleatório.Isso não teve graça, mas não sabia o que escrever.Estive no Rio, e, quando a Nandi estava me levando de volta para a casa da minha prima, nos deparamos com uma cancela abaixada. E eu disse:"Puxa, uma das coisas que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105823368882185011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105823368882185011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105823368882185011' title='Piano Bar I'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105780272693829253</id><published>2003-07-09T23:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T23:05:27.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Winds of Change</title><summary type='text'>Vixe....Fiz vários experimentos com o código template do meu blog.... e deu nisso que vocês estão vendo....Consegui fazer algumas coisas que queria, como o fundo azul no título branco....Mas é melhor não fuçar mais.... acho que vou esperar para ter algumas aulas com alguém que entenda....Breve, mais um capítulo da Epopéia.... O Nascimento do Blog de um Jedi!Sem mais, permaneço à </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105780272693829253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105780272693829253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105780272693829253' title='The Winds of Change'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105779191544637435</id><published>2003-07-09T20:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T20:09:29.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Terceiro Post....</title><summary type='text'>Puxa, aquele filme do Hulk é muito bom!!!!Parecia que eu estava diante de um dos bons e antigos gibis do Hulk!! O Ang Lee é f***!!Se eu fosse fazer um filme do Hulk, ficaria exatamente igual! Tinha até os closes de olhos se encarando.... isso é muito quadrinhos!Até os créditos desse filme são demais, com os balõezinhos e tudo....Foi bem legal ver o Verdão fugindo do exército pelo deserto, com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105779191544637435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105779191544637435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105779191544637435' title='O Terceiro &lt;em&gt;Post&lt;/em&gt;....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105772792364037175</id><published>2003-07-09T02:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T02:33:45.116-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O Nascimento da Página de Comentários</title><summary type='text'>Oba!Agora tenho uma página de comentários! Graças ao Mestre Jedi, até agora meu único mestre em assuntos bloguísticos....Meu blog já tá bacana.... tem até links que eu descobri sozinho como colocar! rsVocês vão ver quando eu criar um layout pra isso aqui no tal dreamweaver que o Jedi falou.... mordam-se de inveja do Blog do Obi-Wan!!!!!!!!rsPorcaria, pelo menos o título do meu blog </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105772792364037175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105772792364037175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105772792364037175' title='O Nascimento da Página de Comentários'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5560087.post-105772228741634528</id><published>2003-07-09T00:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T02:14:49.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'>.... o primeiro post....</title><summary type='text'>Este é o primeiro post do Blog do Obi-Wan.... que na verdade se chama The Real Folk Blues, por motivos óbvios.... heheMas Blog do Obi-Wan pode continuar como apelido.... é que notei que o Moow tem um Blog do Moow, e não queria que parecesse que roubei a idéia.... rs.Não manjo nada de html, então agradeço toda ajuda para mudar a cara desse blog.... podem comentar, quando eu descobrir como se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105772228741634528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5560087/posts/default/105772228741634528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://realfolkblues.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105772228741634528' title='.... o primeiro &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt;....'/><author><name>Rodrigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02582421794242436684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
