<?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-2836008460928547223</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:07:25.114-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Atestado Pedante</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atestadopedamte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2836008460928547223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atestadopedamte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A direção</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oU7h9S0qrIk/S1YuRt--ltI/AAAAAAAAACo/zHUbi8D00A8/S220/pensadorpedante.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2836008460928547223.post-4378725389120113248</id><published>2009-01-04T00:01:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:22:18.817-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estão lendo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fabiano Che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FaPTFYmim1U/TIpM-Jj87XI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hKQTySL_kRQ/s1600/58_g.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FaPTFYmim1U/TIpM-Jj87XI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hKQTySL_kRQ/s200/58_g.jpg" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Livro que está lendo:&lt;/span&gt; Humilhados e Ofendidos (Fiódor Dostoeiévsky)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opinião:&lt;/span&gt;Geralmente pra livros sou meio popolulacho, (Dan Brown e afins) e sou meio resistente a clássicos. Dá um certo receio em começar a ler um monstro como Dostoiévsky (medo de não entender nada). Mas, cara, esse livro é supremo, mesmo, mesmo. Os sentimentos mais profundos dos personagens são totalmente destrinchados pelo autor. Me parece meio impossível fazer uma adaptação cinematográfica sem parecer artificial. De fato, parece que os personagens foram capturados de nosso mundo e foram aprisionados no livro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nota: &lt;/span&gt;10,0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img641.imageshack.us/img641/4708/linhahorizontal.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://img641.imageshack.us/img641/4708/linhahorizontal.png" style="display: block; height: 2px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giuliano Marley&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Livro que está lendo:&lt;/span&gt; As Crônicas de Nárnia (C. S. Lewis)&lt;a href="http://www.sinopsedolivro.com/2009/07/as-cronicas-de-narnia-volume-unico.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Clique para ler a sinopse" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430454645713842258" src="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/8209/cronicasdenarnia.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 140px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Opinião:&lt;/span&gt; Ao ler &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Crônicas de Nárnia&lt;/span&gt;, parece que todo o mundo mágico da infância volta em sua mente. O autor narra as história de maneira tão detahada e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aconchegante&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nota: &lt;/span&gt;9,8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2836008460928547223-4378725389120113248?l=atestadopedamte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2836008460928547223/posts/default/4378725389120113248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2836008460928547223/posts/default/4378725389120113248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atestadopedamte.blogspot.com/2009/01/estao-lendo.html' title='Estão lendo'/><author><name>Giuliano Marley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870299499594630938</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iFf6e_nxXB8/SWkxCFrFeEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oP_PheYC-Lk/S220/Giuliano+Marley%E2%84%A2+(1).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FaPTFYmim1U/TIpM-Jj87XI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hKQTySL_kRQ/s72-c/58_g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2836008460928547223.post-3253637032276360000</id><published>2009-01-04T00:00:00.021-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:24:32.655-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A direção</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fabiano Che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/00458928137259667679"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://img190.imageshack.us/img190/4741/img00001g.jpg" style="display: block; height: 165px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 220px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sobre o autor:&lt;/span&gt; tido por uns como (bem poucos, é verdade) intelectual  e por outros (maioria absoluta) como um fanfarrão sem rumo na vida. Apesar de amar a filosofia, não aspira graduação em nenhuma Ciência Humana por achá-las demasiado subjetivas para um estudo acadêmico. Atualmente Engenharia Elétrica em Vitória da Conquista à 130 km de Brumado, sua cidade natal. Hoje seu sonho é (mudar o mundo/ ir a Cuba/ encontrar a menina de óculos, rabo de cavalo e macacão sujo de tinta de seus sonhos) simplesmente ser feliz.(É tão legal falar de si mesmo na terceira pessoa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Fabiano_che" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Siga Fabiano Che no Twitter" border="0" src="http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/3977/twitterlogon.gif" style="height: 36px; width: 155px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile.aspx?rl=fpp&amp;amp;uid=3347254764724125116" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Seja amigo de Fabiano Che" border="0" src="http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/773/orkutq.gif" style="height: 36px; width: 89px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img641.imageshack.us/img641/4708/linhahorizontal.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://img641.imageshack.us/img641/4708/linhahorizontal.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 2px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 500px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giuliano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09870299499594630938"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iFf6e_nxXB8/SWkxCFrFeEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oP_PheYC-Lk/S220/Giuliano+Marley%E2%84%A2+%281%29.jpg" style="display: block; height: 165px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 220px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sobre o autor:&lt;/span&gt; nascido há 22 anos em Brumado (BA), Giuliano sempre perguntou sobre o porquê das coisas. Concluiu o ensino médio em 2005 e sonha em se formar em Filosofia, Psicologia e Antropologia. Ovolactovegetariano há quase 2 anos, se autodenomina ambientalista e protetor dos animais. Atualmente mora em Cascavel (PR) e trabalha como Oficial de Produção no envase de GLP. Seu sonho é escrever um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best-seller&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/giulianomarley" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Siga Giuliano Marley no Twitter" border="0" src="http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/3977/twitterlogon.gif" style="cursor: pointer; height: 36px; width: 155px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Profile?rl=mp&amp;amp;uid=13439490799402633529" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Seja amigo de Giuliano Marley" border="0" src="http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/773/orkutq.gif" style="cursor: pointer; height: 36px; width: 89px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/giulianomarley" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pergunte o que quiser a Giuliano Marley" border="0" src="http://img689.imageshack.us/img689/3848/formspringme.gif" style="cursor: pointer; height: 36px; width: 155px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2836008460928547223-3253637032276360000?l=atestadopedamte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2836008460928547223/posts/default/3253637032276360000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2836008460928547223/posts/default/3253637032276360000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atestadopedamte.blogspot.com/2009/01/direcao.html' title='A direção'/><author><name>A direção</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oU7h9S0qrIk/S1YuRt--ltI/AAAAAAAAACo/zHUbi8D00A8/S220/pensadorpedante.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iFf6e_nxXB8/SWkxCFrFeEI/AAAAAAAAAAg/oP_PheYC-Lk/s72-c/Giuliano+Marley%E2%84%A2+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
