tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60590906113992906302011-07-30T16:08:04.786-07:00Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-61393544226643526172010-01-27T01:00:00.000-08:002010-01-27T01:01:51.870-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S2AAx5xLJYI/AAAAAAAAACc/mz80rjXmgq0/s1600-h/salmos+1506.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S2AAx5xLJYI/AAAAAAAAACc/mz80rjXmgq0/s320/salmos+1506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431342007929480578" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-6139354422664352617?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-18227672467327013342010-01-26T16:28:00.000-08:002010-01-26T16:36:39.510-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1-J2EevGAI/AAAAAAAAACU/uqyqzcN0Z8w/s1600-h/imagem+fone+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1-J2EevGAI/AAAAAAAAACU/uqyqzcN0Z8w/s320/imagem+fone+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431211237640706050" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-1822767246732701334?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-83231589006405667472010-01-25T16:56:00.000-08:002010-01-25T16:57:47.190-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S149_3aaxfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bdmBQqgYsK0/s1600-h/vers%C3%ADculo+25+1+2010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S149_3aaxfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bdmBQqgYsK0/s320/vers%C3%ADculo+25+1+2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430846368071206386" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-8323158900640566747?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-9617796092365698632010-01-24T02:23:00.000-08:002010-01-27T01:04:24.805-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S2ABf21ta-I/AAAAAAAAACk/5gLH6_ymU4s/s1600-h/abv+gostou+muito+mesmo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 72px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S2ABf21ta-I/AAAAAAAAACk/5gLH6_ymU4s/s320/abv+gostou+muito+mesmo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431342797417180130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Um filme lindo, lindo, lindo... não vou comentar muito pra você poder se emocionar também.<span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /><br /><br />O Lado Ceg</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1wgH0uhqFI/AAAAAAAAABM/YTxrNY0m_L8/s1600-h/the_blind_side06.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1wgH0uhqFI/AAAAAAAAABM/YTxrNY0m_L8/s320/the_blind_side06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430250569486936146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">o' conta a história de Michael Oher (Quinton Aaron), um jovem negro morador de rua, vindo de um l</span><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">ar destruído, que é ajudado por uma família branca que acredita em seu potencial. Com a ajuda do treinador de futebol de sua escola e de sua nova família, Oher terá de superar diversos desafios a sua </span><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">frente, o que também mudará a vida de todos a sua volta. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-961779609236569863?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-77605668703298078592010-01-24T02:12:00.000-08:002010-01-28T07:52:42.645-08:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1wdl1_dnyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/846i4uhSHCk/s1600-h/144.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430247786687602466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1wdl1_dnyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/846i4uhSHCk/s320/144.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Volto ao mesmo lugar de partida</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Na mesma trilha perdida do nosso único coração</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Encontro a casa assim adormecida</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Entre as copas das árvores da minha ilusão</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">O telhado de palha ainda o mesmo</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">O azul das paredes a desbotar</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">A pedra que quardou tantos segredos</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">O rio que levava meus sonhos ao mar</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Tanta coisa recordei de tantos verões passados</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Que quando acordei ao lado</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Te vi chegar cansado com o mesmo sorriso</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">O mesmo olhar discreto...</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Como se a casa me mostrasse que você nunca se fora</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Mas que ela o guardara pra mim.</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-7760566870329807859?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-16273403052192409772010-01-23T12:28:00.000-08:002010-01-27T01:06:10.349-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S2ABujl0DMI/AAAAAAAAACs/JtdSxExqVjs/s1600-h/abv+gostou+muito+.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 63px; height: 64px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S2ABujl0DMI/AAAAAAAAACs/JtdSxExqVjs/s320/abv+gostou+muito+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431343049948269762" border="0" /></a><br />Lembrando da minha época de Rio... quando lia o Jornal "O GLOBO".... Assisti esse filme e dei muitas gargalhadas... lembrei do Bonequinho.... então pedi a minha amiga Priscila Marçal, que além de jornalista é "arteira" nas horas vagas pra criar uma bonequinha pra mim...<br /><br /><br /><br />Convecida de que um cameraman é seu verdadei<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1tcd3EhEeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Uk_g3vK03lc/s1600-h/All-About-Steve-09-9-3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1tcd3EhEeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Uk_g3vK03lc/s320/All-About-Steve-09-9-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430035443794121186" border="0" /></a>ro amor, Mary Horowitz (Sandra Bullock) – uma excêntrica mulher que trabalha criando palavras cruzadas – o segue numa viagem ao redor dos EUA a fim de convencê-lo sobre essa verdade, na qual, por enquanto, somente ela acredita.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-1627340305219240977?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-29108977104404946182010-01-23T09:35:00.000-08:002010-01-28T07:52:19.510-08:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1sz2VTyQpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hv1grBFU2G4/s1600-h/%2861%29.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429990784251347602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1sz2VTyQpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/hv1grBFU2G4/s320/%2861%29.jpg" /></a><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,0);font-family:verdana;" ></span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >E quando o tempo se fez presente</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >No tempo que a vida levou</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Senti na boca o sabor quente</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Do tempo que não passou</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Enquanto o tempo era intempo</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Tempestuoso coração</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Senti no ventre amargo e doce</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >A tempestade da solidão</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Pois quando o tempo se for sem tempo</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Temperança que não voltou</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Me sentirei tentada a recordar o tempo e</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:verdana;" >Todos os ventos que a vida levou.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; COLOR: rgb(102,51,0)font-family:verdana;" ><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)">Josy</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-2910897710440494618?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6059090611399290630.post-15853648847163601872010-01-20T04:05:00.000-08:002010-01-20T04:15:46.452-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1bzpS0bPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9SSoMXHUOIk/s1600-h/Clarice.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428794291593624786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qIpoAC5RtBk/S1bzpS0bPNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9SSoMXHUOIk/s320/Clarice.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Em obras!</span></div><div align="center"><br /> </div>em obras!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6059090611399290630-1585364884716360187?l=todefone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Josy Ribeirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07858779256469483385noreply@blogger.com0