outubro 31, 2009
outubro 06, 2009
setembro 21, 2009
Como saber se estamos preparados para a paternidade?
1. Vestir crianças não é tão fácil como parece. Primeiro compre um polvo vivo e um saco de rede. Tente enfiar o polvo no saco sem deixar nenhum braço de fora.
2. Esqueça os carros desportivos e compre um Volvo. E não pense que o pode deixar à porta, impecável e a brilhar. Os carros de família não são assim. Compre um gelado e guarde-o no compartimento das luvas. Enfie uma moeda no leitor de dvd's, desfaça um pacote de bolachas e atire-as para os bancos traseiros.
3. Prepare-se para sair. Espere à porta do quarto de banho durante meia hora. Saia para a rua. Volte a entrar. Saia. Entre de novo. Volte a sair e ande um bocado em frente de casa. Entre. Saia. Caminhe devagar ao longo da estrada durante cinco minutos. Detenha-se para examinar minuciosamente todas as beatas, pastilhas elásticas, lenços sujos e insectos mortos que encontre pelo caminho. Está pronto a levar uma criança a passear.
4. Para antever como serão as noites, ande às voltas pela sala entre as 5 da tarde e as 10 da noite, com um saco molhado com cerca de 6 Kg de peso. Às 10, pouse o saco, meta o despertador para a meia-noite e vá-se deitar. Levante-se á meia-noite e ande às voltas na sala de estar com o saco ao colo até à uma da manhã. Ponha o despertador para as 3. Como não consegue voltar a adormecer levante-se às 2 e tome uma bebida quente. Volte para a cama às 2:45. Levante-se quando o despertador tocar às 3. Ponha o despertador para as 5. Levante-se. Prepare o pequeno almoço. Repita durante 5 anos sempre de cara alegre.
5. Antes de se decidir por fim a ter filhos, descubra um casal que já os tenha e censure-lhes os métodos de disciplina, a falta de paciência e o facto de os deixarem fazer tudo. Sugira maneiras de melhorar os hábitos de sono e de ir ao bacio, de apurar as maneiras à mesa e o comportamento em geral. Desfrute da sua última oportunidade de acertar nas respostas para os problemas.
6. Tire o miolo a um melão e faça-lhe um orifício lateral mais ou menos do tamanho de uma bola de golfe. Suspenda do tecto com um fio e faça-o balançar. Pegue numa tigela de papa e tente encher o melão através do orifício. Continua até só ter metade da papa. Derrame o resto no regaço. Está apto a alimentar um bebé de 12 meses.
7. Vá ao supermercado e leve consigo o que mais se parece com uma criança em idade pré-escolar. O ideal é uma cabra adulta. Se está a pensar ter mais de um filho, leve mais que uma cabra. Faça as compras sem perder as cabras de vista e pague tudo o que destruírem.
2. Esqueça os carros desportivos e compre um Volvo. E não pense que o pode deixar à porta, impecável e a brilhar. Os carros de família não são assim. Compre um gelado e guarde-o no compartimento das luvas. Enfie uma moeda no leitor de dvd's, desfaça um pacote de bolachas e atire-as para os bancos traseiros.
3. Prepare-se para sair. Espere à porta do quarto de banho durante meia hora. Saia para a rua. Volte a entrar. Saia. Entre de novo. Volte a sair e ande um bocado em frente de casa. Entre. Saia. Caminhe devagar ao longo da estrada durante cinco minutos. Detenha-se para examinar minuciosamente todas as beatas, pastilhas elásticas, lenços sujos e insectos mortos que encontre pelo caminho. Está pronto a levar uma criança a passear.
4. Para antever como serão as noites, ande às voltas pela sala entre as 5 da tarde e as 10 da noite, com um saco molhado com cerca de 6 Kg de peso. Às 10, pouse o saco, meta o despertador para a meia-noite e vá-se deitar. Levante-se á meia-noite e ande às voltas na sala de estar com o saco ao colo até à uma da manhã. Ponha o despertador para as 3. Como não consegue voltar a adormecer levante-se às 2 e tome uma bebida quente. Volte para a cama às 2:45. Levante-se quando o despertador tocar às 3. Ponha o despertador para as 5. Levante-se. Prepare o pequeno almoço. Repita durante 5 anos sempre de cara alegre.
5. Antes de se decidir por fim a ter filhos, descubra um casal que já os tenha e censure-lhes os métodos de disciplina, a falta de paciência e o facto de os deixarem fazer tudo. Sugira maneiras de melhorar os hábitos de sono e de ir ao bacio, de apurar as maneiras à mesa e o comportamento em geral. Desfrute da sua última oportunidade de acertar nas respostas para os problemas.
6. Tire o miolo a um melão e faça-lhe um orifício lateral mais ou menos do tamanho de uma bola de golfe. Suspenda do tecto com um fio e faça-o balançar. Pegue numa tigela de papa e tente encher o melão através do orifício. Continua até só ter metade da papa. Derrame o resto no regaço. Está apto a alimentar um bebé de 12 meses.
7. Vá ao supermercado e leve consigo o que mais se parece com uma criança em idade pré-escolar. O ideal é uma cabra adulta. Se está a pensar ter mais de um filho, leve mais que uma cabra. Faça as compras sem perder as cabras de vista e pague tudo o que destruírem.
setembro 14, 2009
Chegou!
UEFA Champions League Fantasy Football private league called Xuxa.
If you aren't already playing the game then you can register at http://en.uclfantasy.uefa.com
Once you have logged in and entered your team, click on the 'Leagues' link you can find at the top of the page. Now enter the code 20848-5507 to join the private league.
If you aren't already playing the game then you can register at http://en.uclfantasy.uefa.com
Once you have logged in and entered your team, click on the 'Leagues' link you can find at the top of the page. Now enter the code 20848-5507 to join the private league.
Diferença entre "PEITO" e "TOMATES"
PEITO - É chegar a casa tarde, após uma farra com os amigos, ser recebido pela mulher com uma vassoura na mão, e ter peito de perguntar:
"Ainda estás a limpar a casa, ou vais voar?"
TOMATES - É chegar tarde a casa, após uma farra com os amigos, a cheirar a perfume e cerveja, baton no colarinho, e dar uma palmada no rabo da mulher e dizer:
"Tu és a próxima, gorducha!"
"Ainda estás a limpar a casa, ou vais voar?"
TOMATES - É chegar tarde a casa, após uma farra com os amigos, a cheirar a perfume e cerveja, baton no colarinho, e dar uma palmada no rabo da mulher e dizer:
"Tu és a próxima, gorducha!"
setembro 10, 2009
Check-Up Médico
Resultado: até aos 100 ando por aqui. Colesterol: 160 Valor referência: 190 ah ah ah ah ah ah eat my dust!!
setembro 09, 2009
Ainda a Gripe A
Porque isto é um site só para homens, gostaria de vos deixar reflexões profundas, altamente meditadas e de cariz cientifico exemplar sobre a Gripe A, mais conhecida por Gripe A.
Ponto 1 e único: (de alguma forma o ponto principal)
As casas de banho públicas estão ao abandono e pela hora da morte. Trabalho num edificio de 11 pisos, com 15 sanitas para homem por piso, e costumava verificar que as senhoras da limpeza entravam nestes locais apenas em apneia profunda.
A partir das 14h30, o fedor era apenas comparável com a cama da Bogas após uma noite de Colete Encarnado em 1998.
Ora meus amigos, com a gripe tudo isso acabou. Não vale a pena guardá-lo para casa após a Dobrada com Feijão Branco da hora de almoço.
Quando o sol se coloca no lá alto e indica 15h, posso assegurar que as ditas casas de banho exalam ainda um perfume floral que nos leva à loucura.
Por mim mudo para lá a secretárias nos meses de invernia que se advinham. Será mais seguro do que partilhar um open space com tipos de máscara e luvas brancas, e não, não estou a falar do Michael Jackson.
Amanhã não percam: "As doninhas de tez rosada do benim, ascensão e queda!
Ponto 1 e único: (de alguma forma o ponto principal)
As casas de banho públicas estão ao abandono e pela hora da morte. Trabalho num edificio de 11 pisos, com 15 sanitas para homem por piso, e costumava verificar que as senhoras da limpeza entravam nestes locais apenas em apneia profunda.
A partir das 14h30, o fedor era apenas comparável com a cama da Bogas após uma noite de Colete Encarnado em 1998.
Ora meus amigos, com a gripe tudo isso acabou. Não vale a pena guardá-lo para casa após a Dobrada com Feijão Branco da hora de almoço.
Quando o sol se coloca no lá alto e indica 15h, posso assegurar que as ditas casas de banho exalam ainda um perfume floral que nos leva à loucura.
Por mim mudo para lá a secretárias nos meses de invernia que se advinham. Será mais seguro do que partilhar um open space com tipos de máscara e luvas brancas, e não, não estou a falar do Michael Jackson.
Amanhã não percam: "As doninhas de tez rosada do benim, ascensão e queda!
setembro 01, 2009
agosto 28, 2009
Sorteio na Eurosport...
First club out of the hat... okay, glass bowl... and it's Portuguese giants Sporting!
Gosta que reparassem na palavra imediatamente antes a Sporting...
GIANTS....
Até na Europa somos conhecidos como grandes....
Gosta que reparassem na palavra imediatamente antes a Sporting...
GIANTS....
Até na Europa somos conhecidos como grandes....
Sorteio da Liga Europa....
COMEÇA O SORTEIO E O SPORTING É O PRIMEIRO CLUBE A SAIR!!! Os leões ficam no Grupo D...
Os primeiros em alguma coisa ;)
Os primeiros em alguma coisa ;)
Benfica faz história na Ucrânia
O grande Benfica foi esta Quinta-Feira derrotado na Ucrânia por 2-1 com a grande potência do futebol ucraniano que é o Vljhsdgfdgydgkgdyfguk POLTAVA....
De referir que esta equipa, esta época, ainda não tinha vencido qualquer jogo no seu estádio!
Assim o Benfica conseguiu entrar na histria do Vhghdfkhgdkfhshf POLTAVA...
Parabéns ;)
De referir que esta equipa, esta época, ainda não tinha vencido qualquer jogo no seu estádio!
Assim o Benfica conseguiu entrar na histria do Vhghdfkhgdkfhshf POLTAVA...
Parabéns ;)
Mais uma vez parece....
Mais uma vez parece que este blog está ao abandono...
Vamos lá pessoal a dinamizar este sítio que por muita gente é visitado!!!
Aos de Espanha......
Vamos lá pessoal a dinamizar este sítio que por muita gente é visitado!!!
Aos de Espanha......
agosto 04, 2009
Rui Patricio a sorte e o benfica
Amigos, vamos descontrair um pouco, antes de voltarmos ao trabalho, com esta preciosidade.
cada vez mais gosto do meu sporting...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fy8OzMUD4Nc
cada vez mais gosto do meu sporting...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fy8OzMUD4Nc
julho 09, 2009
Pensamentos Profundos
01 - Embebedei-me para te esquecer, mas agora vejo-te a dobrar!
02 - Olhos que não vêem... sapatos cagados!
03 - Diz não à droga, há pouca e somos muitos!
04 - Um dia estava na minha cama a observar as estrelas quando me perguntei: onde está o tecto?
05 - Vou escrever algo profundo... "Subsolo."
06 - Se és um jovem entre os 16 e os 18...então tens 17!
07 - Graças a Deus sou ateu...
08 - Se a montanha vem a ti... foge porque é um desabamento.
09 - Há duas coisas que odeio: O racismo e os pretos.
10 - Não existem opiniões estúpidas...mas sim estúpidos que opinam.
11 - Existem duas palavras que abrem muitas portas... puxe e empurre.
12 - Quem ri por último... é retardado.
13 - Não vejo a hora de me ir embora, diz o cego.
14 - Antes, estava indeciso... agora, não sei!
15 - Trabalhar nunca matou ninguém... mas, para quê correr riscos?
16 - Já te disse 100 milhões de vezes que não sou exagerado!
17 - Se recebeste este mail... foi porque eu o mandei
02 - Olhos que não vêem... sapatos cagados!
03 - Diz não à droga, há pouca e somos muitos!
04 - Um dia estava na minha cama a observar as estrelas quando me perguntei: onde está o tecto?
05 - Vou escrever algo profundo... "Subsolo."
06 - Se és um jovem entre os 16 e os 18...então tens 17!
07 - Graças a Deus sou ateu...
08 - Se a montanha vem a ti... foge porque é um desabamento.
09 - Há duas coisas que odeio: O racismo e os pretos.
10 - Não existem opiniões estúpidas...mas sim estúpidos que opinam.
11 - Existem duas palavras que abrem muitas portas... puxe e empurre.
12 - Quem ri por último... é retardado.
13 - Não vejo a hora de me ir embora, diz o cego.
14 - Antes, estava indeciso... agora, não sei!
15 - Trabalhar nunca matou ninguém... mas, para quê correr riscos?
16 - Já te disse 100 milhões de vezes que não sou exagerado!
17 - Se recebeste este mail... foi porque eu o mandei
julho 03, 2009
Ministro pensa no Colete Encarnado
Meus amigos, só pode ser o que Manuel Pinho tinha em mente. Fim de semana de rambóia, touros e copos.
junho 29, 2009
junho 26, 2009
Colete Encarnado
Pois é, já estamos em contagem decrescente para mais um Colete. Espero que seja como tem sido sempre, bem animado e na companhia dos amigos. Para quem é de fora, nada como aparecer para experimentar a festa.
maio 25, 2009
Eleições Europeias
As viaturas dos candidatos:
A mais valiosa garagem pertence a Nuno Melo que tem vários carros de luxo. Um Audi A4, um Land Rover Series I de 1952, um Triumph Spitfire MK III, um MGA de 1961 e um Porsche 901 Targa, compõem o património "motorizado" do democrata-cristão.
Rangel também não terá problemas de motor, uma vez que é proprietário de um Mercedes 320 CDI.
Quem detém menos valor sobre rodas é Ilda Figueiredo, que conduz um Ford Fiesta de 2001, Vital Moreira, que é proprietário de um Volkswagen Golf de 2005, e Miguel Portas que não declarou qualquer carro.
A mais valiosa garagem pertence a Nuno Melo que tem vários carros de luxo. Um Audi A4, um Land Rover Series I de 1952, um Triumph Spitfire MK III, um MGA de 1961 e um Porsche 901 Targa, compõem o património "motorizado" do democrata-cristão.
Rangel também não terá problemas de motor, uma vez que é proprietário de um Mercedes 320 CDI.
Quem detém menos valor sobre rodas é Ilda Figueiredo, que conduz um Ford Fiesta de 2001, Vital Moreira, que é proprietário de um Volkswagen Golf de 2005, e Miguel Portas que não declarou qualquer carro.
maio 22, 2009
Globalização
A noite passada estive deprimido e liguei para o SOS Voz Amiga.
Fui atendido por um call center no Paquistão...
Disse-lhes que me queria suicidar.
Receberam a notícia com entusiasmo.
Perguntaram-me se sabia conduzir um camião...
Fui atendido por um call center no Paquistão...
Disse-lhes que me queria suicidar.
Receberam a notícia com entusiasmo.
Perguntaram-me se sabia conduzir um camião...
maio 21, 2009
maio 20, 2009
maio 18, 2009
maio 10, 2009
O grande acontecimento em imagens
O Fotografo
O beijo
A drag Queen que animou a festa
O aniversariante
A sobremesa
O Jantar
As entradas
O Spot
The Host
Pinheiro Penas e Scofield the 1st Os Tugas
Sofield the 2nd e Amelinha bobadela Bully
A Pandilha
O Bolomaio 07, 2009
O JOGO DA CGTP
Eis como os sindicalistas se divertem nos dias de greve...
http://www.pictogame.com/game.php?from_blog=1&game=yWPnMQZWoIxI
http://www.pictogame.com/game.php?from_blog=1&game=yWPnMQZWoIxI
maio 06, 2009
Gladiator 2 Script Review
Screenplay by Nick Cave (The Proposition).
Trivia:
Russell Crowe to Empire (AU): “At first I was very cynical about that notion [of a Gladiator sequel], but I’ve come around on it. We’ve had other ideas too, where we step off into the metaphysical and you actually acknowledge the fact that Maximus is dead [laughs], but that is a hard script to write. Nick Cave actually wrote a draft for me and Ridley [Scott] at one point. He’s an excellent writer, man. Nick did this draft and Ridley and I considered it for a while.”
In a nutshell:
One of the most amazing, out-of-left-field screenplays I have ever read.
Detailed Synopsis:
EXT. Dark Wilderness, a storm rages. We follow two thieves as they stumble across the body of a Gladiator lying in the mud. They strip it of its armor and weaponry. One of the men suddenly goes silent; a large spear is embedded in his spine. As the other man flees, he turns to see the dead Gladiator rising:
It is MAXIMUS…gasping for air, frantic and disoriented.
A middle-aged man steps out of the shadows to assist. He introduces himself as MOREDECAI. He says that he’s been waiting for Maximus to arrive since watching him die in the Coliseum yesterday. Maximus says that he has no time for riddles. Mordecai responds that he has all eternity.
Cut to: Maximus makes his way through a wheat field, his wife and son (MARIA and MARIUS) stand beneath a giant poplar in the distance. A storm hits, heavy rain obscuring his vision. A fantastic bolt of lightning strikes the poplar. He violently awakens. Mordecai approaches and explains that there is something he needs to show him.
As they walk, Maximus stresses that he must locate his family. Mordecai tells him that there are those who search and those have given up the search. Over eternity, the former eventually become the latter. They approach the edge of a cliff…
Beneath them in the valley: an encampment bordering a pitch-black sea, filled with the infinite numbers of the damned, stretching endlessly to eternity. They descend.
While making their way through the camp, Mordecai breaks up a fight between two women. He’s something of a peacekeeper here. In return for his services, the Gods allow him to return to Rome (in spectral form) for brief visits. In the midst of their conversation, the crowd explodes with excitement. In the distance: a lone man glides along the darkened sea on a small boat. Thousands pour into the water shouting “Elysium!” as the boat disappears into the fog. Mordecai pronounces them fools for believing there is any escape.
The two make their way to a massive, ruined temple near the encampment. Maximus enters and finds the Roman Gods (Jupiter, Apollo, Pluto, Neptune, Mars, Mercury, and Bacchus) who mock his predicament. Still, they offer a deal: their brother, Hephaestos, has run off to the desert filled with bad ideas. He is gathering apostates/fanatics and slowly amassing a power greater than their own. As a result, they’ve aged…grown weak and diseased. They want Maximus to seek out Hephaestos and kill him. In exchange, they will reunite him with his family. Maximus bolts out of the temple without saying a word.
Mordecai warns him that the Gods are lying. He can not be reunited with his wife because she sacrificed her place in Elysium to allow their son to cheat death. Marius was resurrected and returned to Earth (specifically Rome) where he lives out his days. As for Maria…she could be anywhere in the netherworld, but will never be found.
Maximus refuses to listen and heads off. In the desert, he has a vision of his wife. He gives chase as she leads him to a bloodied, dying stag entangled in brambles. He attempts to free it, but the animal’s wounds are too severe. Maria’s voice pleads “help us” as the stag takes its final breath and dies in his arms.
Maximus locates Hephaestos’ camp to find it completely abandoned, save for the man himself. Left for dead by his followers, Hephaestos explains that the masses have lost faith in the Roman Gods. As result, they’re dying. There is only one true God and their time has rightfully passed. Maximus asks about his son. Hephaestos stresses that he is in great danger and needs his father’s assistance. As they lock eyes, the Gladiator is transported…
…back to the world of the living. Maximus rises out of the body of a dying Christian is the midst of a massacre in Lyons. It’s a mob scene, dozens of Christians being beaten/hacked to death by The Emperor’s forces. Seeing an elderly Bishop on the verge of being slaughtered, Maximus grabs a weapon and beings hacking away at the attackers. He’s overwhelmed by the crowd and restrained. Before the killing blow is delivered: an unseen voice orders a stay. 25-year-old LUCIUS (Connie Nielson’s son from the original) approaches. Lucius asks the rebel his name…he has seen him before. Maximus does not answer, but pleads for the Bishop’s life to be spared. Lucius responds by nonchalantly decapitating the old man. He orders the guards to kill Maximus, but he manages to escape.
Down the road, he encounters two men (PETER and MARCUS) who ask for his help. He follows them to a sanctuary where their leader (IRENAEUS) gives Maximus a brief history of their predicament: Lucius and the Emperor seek to put down Christianity…to wipe it from the world. The Christians need help in alerting their Rome-based leader (a schoolteacher named CASSIAN) that the Empire is on the verge of locating him. Maximus refuses and heads off in search of his son.
Along the path to the city, he finds a family of butchered Christians. He’s approached by the ghost of Mordecai who explains that his failure to kill Hephaestos has resulted in permanent banishment to Earth. Maximus seems unconcerned by this. After arriving in Rome, he checks into an inn where several folks seem to recognize him…
At the palace, Emperor DECIUS scolds Lucius regarding his bloodthirsty methods. Lucius defends himself by explaining that (in his mind) their empire is dying. Plague, famine, earthquakes, the great granaries of Rome destroyed by inundations…all result from the anger of the Gods. The Christians mock their divinity and must be destroyed. Their leader must be found. The Emperor reveals that a census is being taken. Anyone who is Christian will be arrested and be provided with an opportunity to recant. If not, they will be put to death in the Coliseum in a spectacular fashion. “The people will be entertained”.
Meanwhile, a large gathering of Roman Christians discuss aforementioned census. Several propose standing up and fighting back. Maximus enters: tells them its suicide. They ask who he is; he responds that he was once a Roman soldier. One of the men steps forward: “You served the devil himself”. It is MARIUS, who proposes killing the intruder. They share some heated words before the gathering is broken up. Maximus rages to Mordecai that his own son does not recognize him.
We find Lucius walking the halls of the palace. He passes the bust of certain famous Roman General and halts in his tracks. A haunted look crosses his face.
Maximus locates the Christian leader, Cassian and offers his help. Cassian apologizes for the actions of his student, Marius, last night. His adopted son has a hot temper on occasion. He relates a tale of how he found Marius alone in a sick ward as a little boy, no parents to speak of.
Maximus heads back to the inn to find a pack of groupies. “He walks!” they exclaim. One of the gathered is JUBA (Djimon Hounsou’s character). They embrace, drink and catch up…Juba listens, dumbfounded. He presents Maximus with a gift: the totemic figurines of Marius and Maria buried at the end of the first film. He recently retrieved them after learning that the Emperor will be flooding the Coliseum for a match involving alligators. Maximus thanks him. We cut to Lucius torturing a family to uncover Cassian’s identity.
The next morning: Marius walks through the city. He’s confronted by two young men who mock his faith. As the confrontation turns physical, Maximus steps from the shadows and beats the attackers to a pulp. Father and son have a nice conversation in which Marius compares Maximus to the Apostle Paul: a violent man who converted after hearing Christ’s voice, becoming God’s chosen instrument. The two speak of their families: Marius discusses his birth father’s constant absence. Maximus describes the pain of leaving his wife and child, particularly his son…Marius.
Marius arrives at school just in time to see Lucius and his men enter. They announce their intent to arrest the Christian leader. Seeing a fish necklace on Cassian, Lucius rips it away and delivers a nice bit of dialogue:
LUCIUS
You are students, are you not? Scholars? Learned young men? Then, answer me this: Does Rome stand deep-fixed and deathless as in the time of the great Caesars? No. I think not. Does she prowl the world, hungry and fearless and all-power? Again…I think not. Do the Gods sit mighty and well-pleased in the Heavens and bestow on her, her just rewards? No and again, no…I think not. Rome weeps and this little fish swims in her tears. A fish…a little fish…hidden around an old man’s neck. The earthquakes that have ripped this mighty empire asunder…charge this little fish. The infernal plagues and disease? The hellish pestilence that ravages our land? Charge this little fish… The diabolical rage of the Gods? I say again…CHARGE THIS FISH. And charge the one that wears it! The man here spits n the eyes of the gods themselves! He is the enemy of us all!
Lucius stabs Cassian to death . Marius escapes and heads directly for Maximus, asking for his help in creating an army. Several short training/recruitment scenes follow. Later, Maximus and Lucius have a brief face to face meeting (short excerpt follows):
LUCIUS
Forgive me, Maximus, but I am confused…about many things. As a boy…as a little boy…I watched a Roman General who became a gladiator bring down the very heavens upon his foes. When he died, I stood by my other and we wept, and all of Rome wept with us. He was a solider…a great warrior. Yet, he stands before me now. How can this be?
MAXIMUS
Do not despair. You will see the heavens some tumbling down again.
We cut to The Coliseum, teeming with thousands of cheering Romans. The grounds are completely flooded with several ships battling hundreds of alligators with fireballs and arrows (note: did Cave ask Michael Bay for guidance on this?) Lucius speaks with the Decius and informs him that the Christians are forming an army under a resurrected Maximus. The Emperor gives permission to crush them.
Maximus’ army heads for the forest. Father and son share a brief conversation: the truth of their relationship is unspoken, but seemingly recognized by both.
Lucius and an army of hundreds approach. A massive battle ensues. Lucius kills Juba. Enraged, Maximus cuts Lucius to pieces. As readies to deliver the killing stroke, Lucius drops his sword and seems to accept his fate: “Only at your hands, Maximus”. An arrow then explodes through Lucius’ neck, fired by Marius. A storm hits, the heavens explode with rage. Marius falls to knees and bellows: “Oh lord what have we done?” Maximus kneels as well, rubs dirt between his fingers.
We intercut the following with shots of the dying stag from earlier in the film:
- Middle Eastern Battlefield: Maximus stands surrounded by hundreds of Crusaders as they battle a Muslim army. Everyone dies around him, only Maximus remains untouched.
- Europe: Maximus battles tanks in World War 2.
- Vietnam: Maximus battles Vietcong with a flamethrower.
- The Pentagon, Present Day: Maximus washing his hands in a men’s room sink. He stars at himself in the mirror…reflecting. Mordecai stands behind him…whispers: “Until eternity itself has said it’s prayers.” Maximus exits; proceeds into a large war room containing a dozen men in suits.
- The edge of a black hole: Maximus commands a futuristic, 3-story tall space suit. The machine’s giant titanium claws grip the side of a planet-size starship. Maximus leans back, kicks off the hull and simultaneously opens fire on 10,000 amorphic creatures as they bear down on him. (ok, I made that last one up)
Fade to black.
What works:
After being prepared to write this off as some sort of misguided oddity, I’m surprised to say this is an absolutely exceptional script.
Once the initial “what the f**k am I reading?!” wore off, I really came to savor everything about it. Cave’s writing, the storyline, the dialogue…it’s Grade-A material through and through.
While there are DEEP, CRITICAL flaws with this as a sequel, nearly every problem I have with the story could be corrected by spinning it off as something stand-alone.
- Despite a sense that Maximus’ journey in this film repeats many of the same beats of the original: he’s still written to perfection. It’s very easy to imagine Crowe scoring another Oscar with what Cave gave him to work with.
- The idea of a damned Maximus paying for his transgressions against the Gods by serving as an eternal warrior is fantastic stuff. The final scene is particularly heartbreaking. It also opens things up for more sequels (kidding).
- From Cave’s descriptions of the vast netherworld to a highly-ambitious, crocodile-packed battle sequence: Ridley Scott would have had a blast shooting this.
What doesn’t work:
-This is not a reflection on the quality of the piece, but I’m not really interested in seeing a sequel to Gladiator featuring elements of mythology and the supernatural. They weren’t present in the first film and they simply feel out of place here.
It’s like making an action-packed follow-up to Schindler’s List with a cryogenically-frozen Liam Neeson helping to save a doomed alien species 10,000 years in the future. Sure, there might be an interesting story there…but it doesn’t make sense given the pre-established universe.
-The script renders most of the original film moot. Maximus’ struggles, quest for vengeance and ultimate (if hollow) victory were for nothing. It’s an Alien 3 redux. The idea of JUBA digging up the “graves” of Maximus’ wife and child seems to be a (deliberate?) metaphor for the sequel. The poignancy of the original’s ending is essentially desecrated.
- While I enjoyed Lucius’ dialogue, he’s essentially a carbon copy of Joaquin Phoenix’s character. He needs an identity of his own.
- To cut down on the sheer number of resurrections, I would have let Marius rest in peace, created a new villain and swapped Lucius in as a surrogate son for Maximus.
- Marius is a little underwritten. Outside his mysterious past and relationship with Maximus, there’s not much to him.
- Battle scenes seem a bit underwritten (example: the climax is literally 2-3 paragraphs in the script) although I attribute that more to this being a first draft than anything else. I’m sure they would have been more fleshed out in future revisions.
In a nutshell:
So wrong, yet so right. I love it as a standalone screenplay but hate it as a sequel to Gladiator.
Trivia:
Russell Crowe to Empire (AU): “At first I was very cynical about that notion [of a Gladiator sequel], but I’ve come around on it. We’ve had other ideas too, where we step off into the metaphysical and you actually acknowledge the fact that Maximus is dead [laughs], but that is a hard script to write. Nick Cave actually wrote a draft for me and Ridley [Scott] at one point. He’s an excellent writer, man. Nick did this draft and Ridley and I considered it for a while.”
In a nutshell:
One of the most amazing, out-of-left-field screenplays I have ever read.
Detailed Synopsis:
EXT. Dark Wilderness, a storm rages. We follow two thieves as they stumble across the body of a Gladiator lying in the mud. They strip it of its armor and weaponry. One of the men suddenly goes silent; a large spear is embedded in his spine. As the other man flees, he turns to see the dead Gladiator rising:
It is MAXIMUS…gasping for air, frantic and disoriented.
A middle-aged man steps out of the shadows to assist. He introduces himself as MOREDECAI. He says that he’s been waiting for Maximus to arrive since watching him die in the Coliseum yesterday. Maximus says that he has no time for riddles. Mordecai responds that he has all eternity.
Cut to: Maximus makes his way through a wheat field, his wife and son (MARIA and MARIUS) stand beneath a giant poplar in the distance. A storm hits, heavy rain obscuring his vision. A fantastic bolt of lightning strikes the poplar. He violently awakens. Mordecai approaches and explains that there is something he needs to show him.
As they walk, Maximus stresses that he must locate his family. Mordecai tells him that there are those who search and those have given up the search. Over eternity, the former eventually become the latter. They approach the edge of a cliff…
Beneath them in the valley: an encampment bordering a pitch-black sea, filled with the infinite numbers of the damned, stretching endlessly to eternity. They descend.
While making their way through the camp, Mordecai breaks up a fight between two women. He’s something of a peacekeeper here. In return for his services, the Gods allow him to return to Rome (in spectral form) for brief visits. In the midst of their conversation, the crowd explodes with excitement. In the distance: a lone man glides along the darkened sea on a small boat. Thousands pour into the water shouting “Elysium!” as the boat disappears into the fog. Mordecai pronounces them fools for believing there is any escape.
The two make their way to a massive, ruined temple near the encampment. Maximus enters and finds the Roman Gods (Jupiter, Apollo, Pluto, Neptune, Mars, Mercury, and Bacchus) who mock his predicament. Still, they offer a deal: their brother, Hephaestos, has run off to the desert filled with bad ideas. He is gathering apostates/fanatics and slowly amassing a power greater than their own. As a result, they’ve aged…grown weak and diseased. They want Maximus to seek out Hephaestos and kill him. In exchange, they will reunite him with his family. Maximus bolts out of the temple without saying a word.
Mordecai warns him that the Gods are lying. He can not be reunited with his wife because she sacrificed her place in Elysium to allow their son to cheat death. Marius was resurrected and returned to Earth (specifically Rome) where he lives out his days. As for Maria…she could be anywhere in the netherworld, but will never be found.
Maximus refuses to listen and heads off. In the desert, he has a vision of his wife. He gives chase as she leads him to a bloodied, dying stag entangled in brambles. He attempts to free it, but the animal’s wounds are too severe. Maria’s voice pleads “help us” as the stag takes its final breath and dies in his arms.
Maximus locates Hephaestos’ camp to find it completely abandoned, save for the man himself. Left for dead by his followers, Hephaestos explains that the masses have lost faith in the Roman Gods. As result, they’re dying. There is only one true God and their time has rightfully passed. Maximus asks about his son. Hephaestos stresses that he is in great danger and needs his father’s assistance. As they lock eyes, the Gladiator is transported…
…back to the world of the living. Maximus rises out of the body of a dying Christian is the midst of a massacre in Lyons. It’s a mob scene, dozens of Christians being beaten/hacked to death by The Emperor’s forces. Seeing an elderly Bishop on the verge of being slaughtered, Maximus grabs a weapon and beings hacking away at the attackers. He’s overwhelmed by the crowd and restrained. Before the killing blow is delivered: an unseen voice orders a stay. 25-year-old LUCIUS (Connie Nielson’s son from the original) approaches. Lucius asks the rebel his name…he has seen him before. Maximus does not answer, but pleads for the Bishop’s life to be spared. Lucius responds by nonchalantly decapitating the old man. He orders the guards to kill Maximus, but he manages to escape.
Down the road, he encounters two men (PETER and MARCUS) who ask for his help. He follows them to a sanctuary where their leader (IRENAEUS) gives Maximus a brief history of their predicament: Lucius and the Emperor seek to put down Christianity…to wipe it from the world. The Christians need help in alerting their Rome-based leader (a schoolteacher named CASSIAN) that the Empire is on the verge of locating him. Maximus refuses and heads off in search of his son.
Along the path to the city, he finds a family of butchered Christians. He’s approached by the ghost of Mordecai who explains that his failure to kill Hephaestos has resulted in permanent banishment to Earth. Maximus seems unconcerned by this. After arriving in Rome, he checks into an inn where several folks seem to recognize him…
At the palace, Emperor DECIUS scolds Lucius regarding his bloodthirsty methods. Lucius defends himself by explaining that (in his mind) their empire is dying. Plague, famine, earthquakes, the great granaries of Rome destroyed by inundations…all result from the anger of the Gods. The Christians mock their divinity and must be destroyed. Their leader must be found. The Emperor reveals that a census is being taken. Anyone who is Christian will be arrested and be provided with an opportunity to recant. If not, they will be put to death in the Coliseum in a spectacular fashion. “The people will be entertained”.
Meanwhile, a large gathering of Roman Christians discuss aforementioned census. Several propose standing up and fighting back. Maximus enters: tells them its suicide. They ask who he is; he responds that he was once a Roman soldier. One of the men steps forward: “You served the devil himself”. It is MARIUS, who proposes killing the intruder. They share some heated words before the gathering is broken up. Maximus rages to Mordecai that his own son does not recognize him.
We find Lucius walking the halls of the palace. He passes the bust of certain famous Roman General and halts in his tracks. A haunted look crosses his face.
Maximus locates the Christian leader, Cassian and offers his help. Cassian apologizes for the actions of his student, Marius, last night. His adopted son has a hot temper on occasion. He relates a tale of how he found Marius alone in a sick ward as a little boy, no parents to speak of.
Maximus heads back to the inn to find a pack of groupies. “He walks!” they exclaim. One of the gathered is JUBA (Djimon Hounsou’s character). They embrace, drink and catch up…Juba listens, dumbfounded. He presents Maximus with a gift: the totemic figurines of Marius and Maria buried at the end of the first film. He recently retrieved them after learning that the Emperor will be flooding the Coliseum for a match involving alligators. Maximus thanks him. We cut to Lucius torturing a family to uncover Cassian’s identity.
The next morning: Marius walks through the city. He’s confronted by two young men who mock his faith. As the confrontation turns physical, Maximus steps from the shadows and beats the attackers to a pulp. Father and son have a nice conversation in which Marius compares Maximus to the Apostle Paul: a violent man who converted after hearing Christ’s voice, becoming God’s chosen instrument. The two speak of their families: Marius discusses his birth father’s constant absence. Maximus describes the pain of leaving his wife and child, particularly his son…Marius.
Marius arrives at school just in time to see Lucius and his men enter. They announce their intent to arrest the Christian leader. Seeing a fish necklace on Cassian, Lucius rips it away and delivers a nice bit of dialogue:
LUCIUS
You are students, are you not? Scholars? Learned young men? Then, answer me this: Does Rome stand deep-fixed and deathless as in the time of the great Caesars? No. I think not. Does she prowl the world, hungry and fearless and all-power? Again…I think not. Do the Gods sit mighty and well-pleased in the Heavens and bestow on her, her just rewards? No and again, no…I think not. Rome weeps and this little fish swims in her tears. A fish…a little fish…hidden around an old man’s neck. The earthquakes that have ripped this mighty empire asunder…charge this little fish. The infernal plagues and disease? The hellish pestilence that ravages our land? Charge this little fish… The diabolical rage of the Gods? I say again…CHARGE THIS FISH. And charge the one that wears it! The man here spits n the eyes of the gods themselves! He is the enemy of us all!
Lucius stabs Cassian to death . Marius escapes and heads directly for Maximus, asking for his help in creating an army. Several short training/recruitment scenes follow. Later, Maximus and Lucius have a brief face to face meeting (short excerpt follows):
LUCIUS
Forgive me, Maximus, but I am confused…about many things. As a boy…as a little boy…I watched a Roman General who became a gladiator bring down the very heavens upon his foes. When he died, I stood by my other and we wept, and all of Rome wept with us. He was a solider…a great warrior. Yet, he stands before me now. How can this be?
MAXIMUS
Do not despair. You will see the heavens some tumbling down again.
We cut to The Coliseum, teeming with thousands of cheering Romans. The grounds are completely flooded with several ships battling hundreds of alligators with fireballs and arrows (note: did Cave ask Michael Bay for guidance on this?) Lucius speaks with the Decius and informs him that the Christians are forming an army under a resurrected Maximus. The Emperor gives permission to crush them.
Maximus’ army heads for the forest. Father and son share a brief conversation: the truth of their relationship is unspoken, but seemingly recognized by both.
Lucius and an army of hundreds approach. A massive battle ensues. Lucius kills Juba. Enraged, Maximus cuts Lucius to pieces. As readies to deliver the killing stroke, Lucius drops his sword and seems to accept his fate: “Only at your hands, Maximus”. An arrow then explodes through Lucius’ neck, fired by Marius. A storm hits, the heavens explode with rage. Marius falls to knees and bellows: “Oh lord what have we done?” Maximus kneels as well, rubs dirt between his fingers.
We intercut the following with shots of the dying stag from earlier in the film:
- Middle Eastern Battlefield: Maximus stands surrounded by hundreds of Crusaders as they battle a Muslim army. Everyone dies around him, only Maximus remains untouched.
- Europe: Maximus battles tanks in World War 2.
- Vietnam: Maximus battles Vietcong with a flamethrower.
- The Pentagon, Present Day: Maximus washing his hands in a men’s room sink. He stars at himself in the mirror…reflecting. Mordecai stands behind him…whispers: “Until eternity itself has said it’s prayers.” Maximus exits; proceeds into a large war room containing a dozen men in suits.
- The edge of a black hole: Maximus commands a futuristic, 3-story tall space suit. The machine’s giant titanium claws grip the side of a planet-size starship. Maximus leans back, kicks off the hull and simultaneously opens fire on 10,000 amorphic creatures as they bear down on him. (ok, I made that last one up)
Fade to black.
What works:
After being prepared to write this off as some sort of misguided oddity, I’m surprised to say this is an absolutely exceptional script.
Once the initial “what the f**k am I reading?!” wore off, I really came to savor everything about it. Cave’s writing, the storyline, the dialogue…it’s Grade-A material through and through.
While there are DEEP, CRITICAL flaws with this as a sequel, nearly every problem I have with the story could be corrected by spinning it off as something stand-alone.
- Despite a sense that Maximus’ journey in this film repeats many of the same beats of the original: he’s still written to perfection. It’s very easy to imagine Crowe scoring another Oscar with what Cave gave him to work with.
- The idea of a damned Maximus paying for his transgressions against the Gods by serving as an eternal warrior is fantastic stuff. The final scene is particularly heartbreaking. It also opens things up for more sequels (kidding).
- From Cave’s descriptions of the vast netherworld to a highly-ambitious, crocodile-packed battle sequence: Ridley Scott would have had a blast shooting this.
What doesn’t work:
-This is not a reflection on the quality of the piece, but I’m not really interested in seeing a sequel to Gladiator featuring elements of mythology and the supernatural. They weren’t present in the first film and they simply feel out of place here.
It’s like making an action-packed follow-up to Schindler’s List with a cryogenically-frozen Liam Neeson helping to save a doomed alien species 10,000 years in the future. Sure, there might be an interesting story there…but it doesn’t make sense given the pre-established universe.
-The script renders most of the original film moot. Maximus’ struggles, quest for vengeance and ultimate (if hollow) victory were for nothing. It’s an Alien 3 redux. The idea of JUBA digging up the “graves” of Maximus’ wife and child seems to be a (deliberate?) metaphor for the sequel. The poignancy of the original’s ending is essentially desecrated.
- While I enjoyed Lucius’ dialogue, he’s essentially a carbon copy of Joaquin Phoenix’s character. He needs an identity of his own.
- To cut down on the sheer number of resurrections, I would have let Marius rest in peace, created a new villain and swapped Lucius in as a surrogate son for Maximus.
- Marius is a little underwritten. Outside his mysterious past and relationship with Maximus, there’s not much to him.
- Battle scenes seem a bit underwritten (example: the climax is literally 2-3 paragraphs in the script) although I attribute that more to this being a first draft than anything else. I’m sure they would have been more fleshed out in future revisions.
In a nutshell:
So wrong, yet so right. I love it as a standalone screenplay but hate it as a sequel to Gladiator.
pebolim...é matraquilhos
Mais uma vez... o Verdadeiro critério editorial alido a verdadeiro serviço público...
É PEBOLIM E NÃO PINGULIM como muita gente diz..
Já agora vejam o video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOhoWt1SQRk
É PEBOLIM E NÃO PINGULIM como muita gente diz..
Já agora vejam o video.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOhoWt1SQRk
Ao grande Vasco Granja
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcp7JEQl4gM
Nunca esqueceremos quem nos trouxe tantas horas de BD Checa e Russa.
Nunca esqueceremos quem nos trouxe tantas horas de BD Checa e Russa.
maio 05, 2009
boas vidas
ÉS JOVEM?
Queres curtir um cabriolet?
Queres andar a muito mais do que 120Km p/hora?
Queres pisar traços contínuos sem ser incomodado e muito menos multado?
Queres andar de carro sem cinto de segurança?
Vem realizar o teu sonho!
Junta-te a nós!
Queres pisar traços contínuos sem ser incomodado e muito menos multado?
Queres andar de carro sem cinto de segurança?
Vem realizar o teu sonho!
Junta-te a nós!
maio 03, 2009
abril 30, 2009
verdadeiro serviço público
A todos os cibernautas ( infoexcluidos também )...
Sempre na senda da excelência comunicacional que tanta falta faz aos meios de informação dos nossos dias, fica aqui um Link que certamente interessará a todos.
Cliquem nas respectivas bolas laranja espalhadas pelo mapa e terão acesso às primeiras páginas dos jornais das localidades em questão... All Over The Globe...
Abraços eruditos
http://www.newseum.org/todaysfrontpages/flash/
Sempre na senda da excelência comunicacional que tanta falta faz aos meios de informação dos nossos dias, fica aqui um Link que certamente interessará a todos.
Cliquem nas respectivas bolas laranja espalhadas pelo mapa e terão acesso às primeiras páginas dos jornais das localidades em questão... All Over The Globe...
Abraços eruditos
http://www.newseum.org/todaysfrontpages/flash/
abril 29, 2009
abril 26, 2009
Boas notícias
BOAS NOTÍCIAS
Um estudo recente conduzido pela Universidade de Lisboa mostrou que cada português caminha em média 440 km por ano.
Outro estudo feito pela Associação Médica de Coimbra revelou que, em média, o português bebe 26 litros de Vinho por ano.
Isso significa que o português, em média, gasta 5,9 litros aos 100km,
ou seja... é económico!
Um estudo recente conduzido pela Universidade de Lisboa mostrou que cada português caminha em média 440 km por ano.
Outro estudo feito pela Associação Médica de Coimbra revelou que, em média, o português bebe 26 litros de Vinho por ano.
Isso significa que o português, em média, gasta 5,9 litros aos 100km,
ou seja... é económico!
abril 24, 2009
GERALDES JÁ MEXE!
A época do Castanheira já está em preparação,e depois de Londres, o director desportivo do Juventude prepara uma viagem relampago ao Brasil,mais propriamente aos estados do Maranhão e do Mato-Grosso para acertar a contratação de dois jogadores.Um defesa experiente do Bacabal Esporte Clube ,e um médio criativo do União Esporte Clube de Rondónopolis
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O primeiro é Elielson Mendes da Silva,conhecido no mundo do futebol por Carabina, central experiente de 34 anos.
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O outro é Jose Calil Manssur Junior, um tipico nº10 de 28 anos.
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CONCURSO SORRISO PEPSODENT!
Tal como existe o concurso "Cabelo Pantene", a Pepsodent e o IMD (Instituto de Medicina Dentária), lançaram o concurso, Sorriso Pepsodent.
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O "Aos de Espanha", tem o prazer de revelar em exclusivo os tres finalistas.
Nota:Qualquer semelhança com amigos deste blog é pura coincidencia!
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O nó!
O Zé depois de ter feito amor, olhou bem fundo nos olhos da sua gaja e ,emocionado , perguntou:
- Queres dar o nó ?
Ela, com os olhos molhados e sorriso parvo, acenou feliz que sim.
Então o Zé tirou o preservativo usado e disse:
- Toma!....
- Queres dar o nó ?
Ela, com os olhos molhados e sorriso parvo, acenou feliz que sim.
Então o Zé tirou o preservativo usado e disse:
- Toma!....
abril 23, 2009
Lagarto burro!
Fascinado com o advento dos novos tempos, o esposo devoto resolve iniciar-se nas tarefas domésticas, e lavar uma camisola.
Um bom bocado depois de ter chegado ao pé da máquina de lavar, grita para a mulher:
- Que programa de lavagem é que devo usar na máquina?
- Isso depende - responde a esposa - o que é que diz na camisola?
Ele gritou outra vez, muito feliz com a resposta:
- Liedson!!
Um bom bocado depois de ter chegado ao pé da máquina de lavar, grita para a mulher:
- Que programa de lavagem é que devo usar na máquina?
- Isso depende - responde a esposa - o que é que diz na camisola?
Ele gritou outra vez, muito feliz com a resposta:
- Liedson!!
abril 21, 2009
Conhecem este emplastro?
Tava eu descansado na minha vidinha a tirar fotografias em Londres......quando aparece este emplastro inglês, sósia do nosso amigo portuga! Só falta mostrar os dentes...abril 15, 2009
Juventude da Castanheira
Vejam o link....
A partir do minuto 27 é o nosso Castanheira...
http://tv1.rtp.pt/multimedia/?tvprog=17658&idpod=24259
A partir do minuto 27 é o nosso Castanheira...
http://tv1.rtp.pt/multimedia/?tvprog=17658&idpod=24259
abril 14, 2009
abril 13, 2009
Grades especiais para janelas
A Finlândia tem a Nokia, A Suécia tem a Volvo, a Alemanha tem a Mercedes mas nenhum deles tem o que nós temos...
abril 09, 2009
Três assuntos interessantes e... muito importantes!!!
Sobre a GORDURA
No Japão, são consumidas poucas gorduras e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Em compensação na França, consomem-se muitas gorduras e, ainda assim, o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Sobre o VINHO
Na Índia, bebe-se pouco vinho tinto e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Por outro lado em Espanha, bebe-se muito vinho tinto e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Sobre o SEXO
Na Argélia fode-se muito pouco e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA
Ainda assim no Brasil, fode-se muuuuuito e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
CONCLUSÃO :
Beba , coma e foda sem parar, pois o que mata é falar inglês!
No Japão, são consumidas poucas gorduras e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Em compensação na França, consomem-se muitas gorduras e, ainda assim, o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Sobre o VINHO
Na Índia, bebe-se pouco vinho tinto e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Por outro lado em Espanha, bebe-se muito vinho tinto e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
Sobre o SEXO
Na Argélia fode-se muito pouco e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA
Ainda assim no Brasil, fode-se muuuuuito e o índice de ataques cardíacos é menor do que na Inglaterra e nos EUA.
CONCLUSÃO :
Beba , coma e foda sem parar, pois o que mata é falar inglês!
Singela homenagem
Verdade seja dita que existem razões mais que suficientes para que nos sintamos orgulhosos do nosso first issue da Playboy, totalmente home made.
É necessário arrepiar caminho e recuperar o mais rápido possível os 56 anos de atraso que temos para a nossa congénere Americana e como todo a foz tem a sua nascente, aqui fica uma singela homenagem ao tio Hefner!!!!
I still haven’t found what I’m looking for...
Não deixa de ser o mestre entre os mestres...
GRANDE BONO !!
abril 07, 2009
GOOGLE VS SAPO
Pesquisa Ricardo Feitor no GOOGLE!
na WEB
É o primeiro registo de 22100 entradas
por imagens...
o nosso amigo é o primeiro de 10200 entradas.
Faz o mesmo no SAPO!!!!!
onde é que ele está???????
o nosso amigo???????????
Gafe Obama
Isto de seguir as pisadas do antigo presidente tem que se lhe diga...Na ultima quinta-feira, 19, em Los Angeles, no programa "The Tonight Show", o presidente Barack Obama disse ao apresentador Jay Leno que tem praticado na pista de boliche da Casa Branca, mas não estava satisfeito com sua baixa pontuação. E para comentar sua própria atuação, o presidente falou: "Parecia os Jogos Paraolímpicos ou algo assim".
Apesar do combate à crise econômica, Obama arrumou um tempinho para se tornar o primeiro presidente americano no exercício do cargo a comparecer a um talk show humorístico.
Antes mesmo do programa gravado ir ao ar nesta quinta, Obama telefonou para o presidente dos Jogos Paraolímpicos, Tim Shriver, para se desculpar. "Ele demonstrou seu desapontamento e se desculpou de um modo muito tocante. Ele afirmou que não queria humilhar essa parcela da população", relatou Shriver à emissora ABC.
In"Blog do Pensador"http://dupensador.blogspot.com/2009/03/obama-da-uma-de-bush-e-comete-gafe.html
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