<?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-6843992</id><updated>2011-07-14T21:33:38.682-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento Igor</title><subtitle type='html'>Porque nem todo capim é de ouro...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lino</name><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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843992.post-110970978993331091</id><published>2005-03-01T17:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T17:43:09.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Meu primeiro Momento Igor vem direto de Campinas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em um anúncio de uma escola de inglês:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A HÄVÄD é única - nós não temos franquias&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-110970978993331091?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/110970978993331091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/110970978993331091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110970978993331091' title=''/><author><name>Gigi</name><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-6843992.post-110010572447720127</id><published>2004-11-10T14:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T14:55:24.476-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recentemente vi dois nomes de estabelecimentos geniais. Um fica lá no fim do mundo perto da casa do Gabriel, é um sex shop chamado &lt;em&gt;Bris&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O outro fica em São Bernardo, é um Pet &lt;em&gt;Chop&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-110010572447720127?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/110010572447720127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/110010572447720127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110010572447720127' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11853420449086728371</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-6843992.post-109846286572783736</id><published>2004-10-22T13:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T13:34:25.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Na esquina</title><content type='html'>Escrito em uma faixa de um restaurante de esquina, aqui perto de casa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Self-service - coma &lt;i&gt;a&lt;/i&gt; vontade"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-109846286572783736?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/109846286572783736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/109846286572783736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109846286572783736' title='Na esquina'/><author><name>Guilherme Pereira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/248/444359133_099574d73c.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843992.post-109647736662030775</id><published>2004-09-29T13:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T14:02:46.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estava eu no LIG(Laboratorio de Informatica da Graduacao), sentado ao lado do meu prezado pacovio Daniel Zardi quando eu olhei para a janela e, espantado, pois nao se chove em Sao Carlos a mais de tres meses, esclamei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nossa! Fechou o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ele responde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Serio! - E olha para o relogio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-109647736662030775?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/109647736662030775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/109647736662030775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109647736662030775' title=''/><author><name>Lino</name><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-6843992.post-109200297400686473</id><published>2004-08-08T19:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T19:09:34.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Momento Igor pelo telefone, ontem: Estou falando com um amigo, que está reclamando que eu não convidei ele, e que eu parei de ligar pra ele, blábláblá. Aí ele diz: "É, você podia ligar pra mim de vez em quando". Na hora ouço claramente uma voz feminina dizendo enfaticamente: "Eu não acho!!!". Claro que não era pra eu ouvir, mas eu ouvi e tive um ataque de riso, assim como meu amigo, e obviamente quis saber quem era a garota ciumenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-109200297400686473?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/109200297400686473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/109200297400686473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109200297400686473' title=''/><author><name>Paula</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11853420449086728371</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-6843992.post-108846644538942855</id><published>2004-06-28T20:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T20:47:25.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Momento Igor 1: Eu olhei uma placa e li "LE" ao invés de "73" como estava realmente escrito. Ou seja, meu cérebro finalmente encrencou de vez e agora eu estou começando a enxergar ao contrário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momento Igor 2: Eu estava "delicadamente" abrindo um copinho d'água e ele acabou virando em cima de mim, o que me fez tomar um banho no meio do shopping. No mínimo, desagradável. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momento Igor 3: Eu perdi meu celular e, por algum motivo, ele está no Hospital das clínicas com fulano não identificado. Eu quero meu celular de vooooolta!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-108846644538942855?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108846644538942855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108846644538942855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108846644538942855' title=''/><author><name>Mosquinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322958590049630565</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-6843992.post-108822128554783990</id><published>2004-06-26T00:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T00:41:25.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estreando</title><content type='html'>N&amp;atilde;o sei se isso se qualifica como um Momento Igor propriamente dito, mas v&amp;aacute; l&amp;aacute;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava eu numa festa de anivers&amp;aacute;rio da filha de amigos nossos. S&amp;oacute; que por coincid&amp;ecirc;ncia hoje tamb&amp;eacute;m foi &amp;uacute;ltimo cap&amp;iacute;tulo de novela. E quando isso ocorre, &amp;eacute; o tal neg&amp;oacute;cio (a-h&amp;aacute;, u-hu...): todo mundo fica na frente da TV pra ver quem casa e quem foi que matou o desgracento do Lineu. Na hora de cantar o parab&amp;eacute;ns, esperamos por alguns minutos at&amp;eacute; que o comercial aparecesse para que cant&amp;aacute;ssemos o parab&amp;eacute;ns e, logo depois de pegar o bolo, todo mundo voltar para a TV e ver quem foi o assassino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu preferi pegar outro peda&amp;ccedil;o de bolo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-108822128554783990?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108822128554783990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108822128554783990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108822128554783990' title='Estreando'/><author><name>Guilherme Pereira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/248/444359133_099574d73c.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6843992.post-108683289441138975</id><published>2004-06-09T23:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T23:02:28.570-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vc me censurou, não vaaaaaaaaale!!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-108683289441138975?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108683289441138975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108683289441138975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108683289441138975' title=''/><author><name>Mosquinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322958590049630565</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-6843992.post-108675537660683073</id><published>2004-06-09T01:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T01:31:55.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>***** DE BLOGGER MALDITO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-108675537660683073?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108675537660683073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108675537660683073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108675537660683073' title=''/><author><name>Mosquinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15322958590049630565</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-6843992.post-108540365200610028</id><published>2004-05-24T09:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T10:00:52.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bom, já que ninguém quer começar, começo eu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava eu no Forró do CAASO, quando vi um cara procurando alguma coisa sozinho. De repente, uma garota o abordou e falou: "Oi! Tudo bem! Está sozinho?" e o cara respondeu: "Não, eu estou bêbado mesmo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-108540365200610028?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108540365200610028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108540365200610028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540365200610028' title=''/><author><name>Lino</name><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-6843992.post-108397836857179714</id><published>2004-05-07T22:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T22:10:37.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu mandei os convites, mas o site não mandou. Eis o primeiro momento igor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixem seus e-mails que eu mando de novo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-108397836857179714?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108397836857179714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108397836857179714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108397836857179714' title=''/><author><name>Lino</name><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-6843992.post-108376213979123354</id><published>2004-05-05T10:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T10:12:18.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Está inaugurado o blog "Momento Igor". Todos estão livres para postar seus momentos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6843992-108376213979123354?l=momentoigor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108376213979123354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6843992/posts/default/108376213979123354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momentoigor.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376213979123354' title=''/><author><name>Lino</name><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>
