<?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-5492982623172253549</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:43:26.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>À pergunta do Norte</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mim</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-4858806591821686393</id><published>2012-02-10T23:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T23:52:45.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Verão</title><summary type='text'>

</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=4858806591821686393' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4858806591821686393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4858806591821686393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title='Verão'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Eq_UIDKQt8w/TzXz_rI1P5I/AAAAAAAABYA/evS2rSU8xlI/s72-c/mp.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-2060336419612462329</id><published>2012-01-28T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T12:59:06.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>p &lt; 0.05</title><summary type='text'>Música muito significante para os meus ouvidos:


t = 2.7937, df = 638.83, p-value = 0.005367
alternative hypothesis: true difference in means is not equal to 0 
95 percent confidence interval:
 0.1370871 0.7857148





... o que quer dizer que "grande" é de facto  mesmo melhor :) heheheh...

Por outro lado, o JP pergunta-me por que razão eu estou armado em frequentista em vez de armado em </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=2060336419612462329' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2060336419612462329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2060336419612462329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2012/01/p-005.html' title='p &lt; 0.05'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8xeP60lDiM/TyXbn314rnI/AAAAAAAABXg/gSGTpd-70Hk/s72-c/bib.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-1257802818580421200</id><published>2012-01-28T11:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:29:31.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero!</title><summary type='text'>

Figura 1. A casa que eu vou ter quando for grande


Fica aqui! A opção streetview dá uma boa idea de como é de Verão.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=1257802818580421200' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/1257802818580421200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/1257802818580421200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2012/01/quero.html' title='Quero!'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iEogDm9mL6Q/TyQdtV-3XUI/AAAAAAAABXY/514el8_vWkw/s72-c/hs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-4344939759685011355</id><published>2012-01-28T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T10:39:22.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Não emprestes!</title><summary type='text'>
Quando eu era piqueno umas das grandes lições que os meus progenitores me incutiram foi a seguinte: nunca emprestes nada. Basicamente, se não queres que os outros te estraguem as coisas, não as deixes serem usadas por ninguém. No princípio o meu conjunto de posses limitava-se a brinquedos, mas lentamente expandiu, sem que eu revisse a dita máxima. E ainda hoje é verdade. Por exemplo, há dois </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=4344939759685011355' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4344939759685011355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4344939759685011355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2012/01/nao-emprestes.html' title='Não emprestes!'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MVPVTBV8vRc/TyQTeiZDnLI/AAAAAAAABW4/z1QBddZtOmg/s72-c/b1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-733952845797285086</id><published>2012-01-15T00:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T00:43:21.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>-15C</title><summary type='text'>

</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=733952845797285086' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/733952845797285086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/733952845797285086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2012/01/15c.html' title='-15C'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U7gIVuWfdyQ/TxJnZPFKG5I/AAAAAAAABWw/sg50-jAvmbM/s72-c/qz.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-2357340232146683970</id><published>2012-01-05T20:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T20:11:14.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>
As vezes eu esqueço-me de quão incrivelmente avarento sou. Deve ter sido por ter passado anos a fio em apartamentos de estudante, a receber ordenados que mal davam para pagar as despesas do mês (renda, água, gás, electricidade, comida, transportes, ginásio minúsculo semi-clandestino da esquina, internet, cabo, telemóvel, consumíveis para a casa, etc.) Vida de estudante num foi fácil. Eis algumas</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=2357340232146683970' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2357340232146683970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2357340232146683970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2012/01/as-vezes-eu-esqueco-me-de-quao.html' title=''/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4l24uUtryE/TwZI1GPgX4I/AAAAAAAABWI/nNH2syHplUk/s72-c/f12+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-5083152444512306067</id><published>2012-01-01T18:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:31:14.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Passagem</title><summary type='text'>A noite de consoada foi passada muito perto das cataratas de Niagara:


 






Infelizmente, esqueci-me de trazer a máquina fotográfica e por isso as fotos são todas ranhosas. Mas o fim de ano não foi. Passou-se em frente do palco do Hard Rock café de Niagara, ao som de raggae. A banda ao vivo foi, nada mais nada menos, os Wailers, a banda normalmente associada ao Bob Marley. A coisa no topo da </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=5083152444512306067' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/5083152444512306067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/5083152444512306067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2012/01/passagem.html' title='Passagem'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLeY3lVRDAY/TwDt5eoYSTI/AAAAAAAABVY/k8xeD1Yl3I8/s72-c/xFall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-4084861519634371993</id><published>2011-12-27T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:00:11.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saldo</title><summary type='text'>
O Natal foi assim:



1 cachecol GAP.
3 pares de meias coloridas de Inverno, feiosas.
2 sacos de chocolates Hershey's snack size (total: 610g)
1 conjunto pegas de cozinha.
4 rolos de Mentos (morango e menta).
1 caixa de bolos Macaron. 
1 conjunto de 3 chás TWG Tea (Darjeeling, Royal Orchid, Pu-erh).
1 calendário de Portugal 2012 National Geographic.
1 pacote de amendoins com sal Munchies.
4 </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=4084861519634371993' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4084861519634371993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4084861519634371993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-natal-ca-em-casa.html' title='Saldo'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WyhV_ZQNo40/TvskOc5fVAI/AAAAAAAABVM/TdUgkI008pA/s72-c/xxxx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-7096700277948022239</id><published>2011-12-20T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:46:39.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Próxima paragem</title><summary type='text'>
Este Natal vou até Washington DC passar uns dias. Apanho um voo baratucho (mais ou menos cento e cinquenta euricos) e uma hora e quinze minutos depois estou na cidade capital. Pensei que fosse uma chance para me escapar da neve, mas por aqui quase não tem caído nenhuma. Assim sendo, vou mesmo só para mudar de ares e não trabalhar durante uns dias. Não pago comida nem estadia e por isso é o </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=7096700277948022239' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7096700277948022239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7096700277948022239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/proxima-paragem.html' title='Próxima paragem'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ_EzF6XAm0/TvFFyeNRURI/AAAAAAAABVA/hv8cw_YxOh0/s72-c/p.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-3620724910122602968</id><published>2011-12-19T19:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:06:24.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Modas!</title><summary type='text'>
Eis as notas dos pikenos deste ano. É uma distribuição claramente bimodal: o pessoal entre 40 e 70 esteve-se nas tintas e o resto deu ao litro. Apenas meia dúzia alcançaram o estado transcendental de iluminação (&gt; 90). Apenas dois rebentaram a escala, por terem optado fazer trabalho opcional extra. Nada de obsceno, não há nada a temer... A segunda distribuição é assimétrica, com uma cauda </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=3620724910122602968' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3620724910122602968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3620724910122602968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Modas!'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKgqmtPYDB0/Tu_ZPM0_3zI/AAAAAAAABU4/ItJHm8cb48w/s72-c/l.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-3903750218064736283</id><published>2011-12-18T16:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T16:55:22.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje foi dia de descompressão, com visita ao jardim botânico da zona. 


Buffalo &amp; Erie County Botanical Gardens














</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=3903750218064736283' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3903750218064736283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3903750218064736283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/hoje-foi-dia-de-descompressao-com.html' title=''/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4dvtufjAvs/Tu5Z3gR0cFI/AAAAAAAABUQ/KJwxFb3mDnw/s72-c/gh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-6783556097255437624</id><published>2011-12-13T23:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:43:29.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shields up! Que venha o frio!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=6783556097255437624' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/6783556097255437624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/6783556097255437624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/shields-up-que-venha-o-frio.html' title='Shields up! Que venha o frio!'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cmhSMP7WQyU/Tugo3qMQScI/AAAAAAAABUI/1mThUmk-Jio/s72-c/brd.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-3579513931113031133</id><published>2011-12-12T15:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T15:30:11.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>E assim foi.</title><summary type='text'>Dissertação rejeitada. Ctr-Alt-Del. Kaput. O doutorando é agora um ex-estudante. Brutal...</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=3579513931113031133' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3579513931113031133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3579513931113031133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/e-assim-foi.html' title='E assim foi.'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xRKyphLJ_iA/TuZkJkYSe0I/AAAAAAAABT8/8fGnpUI7LJM/s72-c/galactus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-8963276220546593823</id><published>2011-12-08T16:28:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:33:53.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinar</title><summary type='text'>Como tenho mais que fazer, apetece-me fazer tudo menos trabalho. For exemplo, apetece-me antes partilhar que hoje fui brindado com um recibo onde constava a seguinte linha:Neste restaurante, todo o cliente que pede e consome uma Stella Artois acaba por pagar uma Stellar Artios. Tal coisa não existe senão no reino dos erros. Há apenas 75 ocorrências deste erro no Google. Por exemplo:Stellar Artios</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=8963276220546593823' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/8963276220546593823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/8963276220546593823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/procrastinar.html' title='Procrastinar'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgLMBBAk9y0/TuEsMQeh22I/AAAAAAAABSc/Fz7BfR-lojQ/s72-c/sa.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-7402401955878854039</id><published>2011-12-05T19:07:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:34:17.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CRRRUUSHHH</title><summary type='text'>Sei que acontece, mas nunca assisti. Conheço um doutorando na universidade de [-------] que ultrapassou todos os prazos e limites impostos para produzir a tese de doutoramento. Sei (em primeira mão) que o orientador principal planeia dar-lhe o golpe do machado se a versão da tese que foi submetida esta semana não for minimamente aceitável (e a probabilidade da qualidade da dita ser má é muito </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=7402401955878854039' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7402401955878854039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7402401955878854039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/12/crush.html' title='CRRRUUSHHH'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajM1alM0NUA/Tt1ee2nGz4I/AAAAAAAABSE/qxcLAVe8z9s/s72-c/galactus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-4874767161365762292</id><published>2011-11-30T17:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:18:00.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lista de afazeres</title><summary type='text'>Lista de coisas (interessantes) que fiz hoje: Encontrar-me com o Daniel*. Levar com neve no toutiço.Receber um aumento.___________________* - Continuo a não concordar com o compatibilismo. Não vejo qualquer espaço para a existência de livre arbítrio (ou melhor, não vejo como definir o conceito de uma forma que não seja redutível a um algoritmo executado por neurónios, segundo as leis da física). </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=4874767161365762292' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4874767161365762292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/4874767161365762292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/11/lista-de-afazeres.html' title='Lista de afazeres'/><author><name>mim</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-3584769315319690701</id><published>2011-11-26T13:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T13:32:08.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A pedais dados...</title><summary type='text'>Mais ou menos um ano atrás comprei uma bicicleta todo terreno usada por uns míseros $50. De vez em quando dou umas voltas, ou na vizinhança, ou num dos muitos parques da região. Todos têm uma pista para os velocípedes. É um modelo muito baratucho e sabia-se que mais dia menos dia ia dar problemas. Pois bem, um dos pedais partiu-se. Desmontei-o ontem e levei-o comigo até uma loja de desporto (</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=3584769315319690701' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3584769315319690701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3584769315319690701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/11/pedais-dados.html' title='A pedais dados...'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tOVGvthJD9c/TtEv9SlZjPI/AAAAAAAABR4/FVQ-Umm1MqQ/s72-c/x.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-7900752548155000490</id><published>2011-11-17T21:24:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:37:30.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Os livros são janelas</title><summary type='text'>Há uns tempos atrás foi-me pedido que lesse um livro científico e que produzisse uma crítica de 2000 palavras sobre o mesmo. O pretendido é um resumo e uma avaliação das ideias do autor, e uma breve discussão sobre os méritos e deméritos das teorias propostas. Neste tipo de críticas não há lugar para avaliações subjectivas da obra (isso fica para romances e outras obras não-técnicas). A crítica </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=7900752548155000490' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7900752548155000490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7900752548155000490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/11/os-livros-sao-janelas.html' title='Os livros são janelas'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HMgvMib1qxg/TsXOZpUes0I/AAAAAAAABRs/TqEho5MJa5w/s72-c/eg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-1515329740752848171</id><published>2011-11-14T18:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T08:39:25.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugghhh....</title><summary type='text'>Em 2009 umas alunas perguntaram-me se me podiam entrevistar e fazer perguntas sobre  o que acontece quando alguém emigra e tem que passar a falar sistematicamente uma língua estrangeira. Para meu espanto as moças apareceram com uma câmera para gravar a entrevista. E assim foi. Para cúmulo elas espetaram isto no youtube. Que aspecto! Ugh! Na altura tinha cabelinho à nhonhó e ainda não tinha </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=1515329740752848171' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/1515329740752848171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/1515329740752848171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/11/ugghhh.html' title='Ugghhh....'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2BH5UmVIRE/TsGkhKbJeCI/AAAAAAAABRU/CwqiXfaNvxw/s72-c/yt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-7882371898947080924</id><published>2011-10-28T17:48:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:14:33.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A sina da alopecia androgénica</title><summary type='text'>                Obrigadinho   , por tudo o resto.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=7882371898947080924' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7882371898947080924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7882371898947080924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/10/sina-da-alopecia-androgenica.html' title='A sina da alopecia androgénica'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YrmVC0FLuI8/TqslZ-1luiI/AAAAAAAABQU/gd0R7Rv6Jj4/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-10-28%2Bat%2B5.46.48%2BPM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-450594703068763685</id><published>2011-10-26T07:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T07:58:51.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Impulse?</title><summary type='text'>Quando um estranho de repente te saúda respeitosamente, isso é um daqueles alunos que só vai às aulas onde há TPC para entregar. Não é impulse nenhum.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=450594703068763685' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/450594703068763685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/450594703068763685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/10/impulse.html' title='Impulse?'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FvIaN7VmGIk/Tqf13dB3_nI/AAAAAAAABPw/dY9TabkaVpw/s72-c/looser1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-798941238391221090</id><published>2011-10-23T13:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:10:36.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jim Gaffigan</title><summary type='text'>Ontem à noite foi noite de stand-up comedy ao vivo, com Jim Gaffigan. Foi bom. </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=798941238391221090' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/798941238391221090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/798941238391221090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/10/jim-gaffigan.html' title='Jim Gaffigan'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/At97qw6H7_s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-3029875939066987454</id><published>2011-10-17T17:04:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:56:23.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A pior residência universitária fica em Lisboa</title><summary type='text'>Os serviços do campus cá da zona decidiram fazer uma vistoria às residências universitárias, o que inclui certas casas que são propriedade de privados mas que, com acordos com a universidade, podem arrendar a estudantes sob auspícios académicos. A casa número 28 da Lisbon avenue  é uma casa especial, habitada até dia 8 passado por vários alunos. O anúncio de arrendamento até diz perfect for </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=3029875939066987454' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3029875939066987454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3029875939066987454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/10/pior-residencia-universitaria-fica-em.html' title='A pior residência universitária fica em Lisboa'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IE_voATLs5o/TpyYf7PHq6I/AAAAAAAABPk/UtEPq9Rf394/s72-c/855764313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-7168754978041160365</id><published>2011-10-16T21:18:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T07:22:53.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pffffffff...</title><summary type='text'>Bem se nota que estamos a meio do semestre. Estou constantemente cansado e a pilha de cenas para fazer não diminui, só cresce. O método paleontológico está em pleno funcionamento: trato de fazer as tretas no topo da pilha de papel e os substratos mais antigos são esquecidos. Escrever e publicar nos melhores sítios é a prioridade, mas milhentas outras coisas intrometem-se e destabilizam tudo. Com </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=7168754978041160365' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7168754978041160365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7168754978041160365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/10/pffffffff.html' title='Pffffffff...'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U3nW3KCnDW4/TpuIuV0ffNI/AAAAAAAABPM/c9GATvH4MJQ/s72-c/The%2Btruth%2Babout%2Btenure.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-265320344128394764</id><published>2011-10-04T22:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T22:31:56.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fedor</title><summary type='text'>Pelas 22h de hoje um cheiro nauseabundo apoderou-se do palácio. De repente tresandava a ovos podres, alho e borracha queimada. Estranho. Até porque todas as portas e janelas estão fechadas. Eventualmente descobri que se tratava de uma doninha fedorenta. Os pobres bichos andam na rua à noite e como não vêm muito bem são muitas vezes atropelados ou assustados pelo trânsito. O cheiro resultante pode</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=265320344128394764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/265320344128394764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/265320344128394764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/10/fedor.html' title='Fedor'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RbxIoJ7Hwx4/Tou-6u_CWTI/AAAAAAAABPE/VxEbMpYPLiI/s72-c/th_pepe-le-pew.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-3837375396628246116</id><published>2011-09-25T20:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T20:08:42.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes on a mother$%&amp;#@ tree</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=3837375396628246116' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3837375396628246116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/3837375396628246116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/snakes-on-mother-tree.html' title='Snakes on a mother$%&amp;#@ tree'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I7eafr4ahzc/Tn_CXu4y_JI/AAAAAAAABO8/Bpa6Xk2nuWU/s72-c/snakes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-688265768563954457</id><published>2011-09-19T21:05:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T11:29:50.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 (+2 =1) = 4 down, 3 to go</title><summary type='text'>A minha vida parece um jogo de monopólio. Cada ano é uma voltinha, e todos os dias lanço os dados para avançar e tentar arranjar mais propriedades e casotas. Recebi hoje uma mensagem a informar-me de que mais um artigo meu foi aceite para publicação, desta vez no JoL (o factor de impacto é 1.029, maior do que o da L&amp;P e da NLLT). Muito regozijo, com direito a jantar no restaurante indiano da zona</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=688265768563954457' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/688265768563954457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/688265768563954457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/3-2-down-3-to-go.html' title='3 (+2 =1) = 4 down, 3 to go'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lKK9Lo9hqL8/Tnfrv09q80I/AAAAAAAABOc/eI-mFyxiJx0/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-2075388031520320841</id><published>2011-09-18T22:16:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:20:35.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zumba no caneco</title><summary type='text'>Hoje adquiri um termos teavana para transportar bebidas, em vez de as beber por meio de copos de cartão e plástico altamente prejudiciais para o ambiente. A maioria dos copos descartáveis contém tampas de poliestireno cod. 6 (o qual, segundo algumas fontes, pode libertar substâncias nocivas quando aquecido). O termos é feito em aço (com paredes duplas), leva cerca de meio litro, e as partes de </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=2075388031520320841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2075388031520320841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2075388031520320841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/cumcaneco.html' title='Zumba no caneco'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8BuihEMQz9A/Tnap9CMSF0I/AAAAAAAABOU/6Bk61_05As8/s72-c/x.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-8848067480645356496</id><published>2011-09-17T19:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T19:51:02.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dir *.*</title><summary type='text'>À porta de casa. Com cara de parvo. Olhando-me como se eu fosse um esquilo esquisito.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=8848067480645356496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/8848067480645356496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/8848067480645356496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/dir.html' title='dir *.*'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3TsTavGLpJQ/TnUx47QNxXI/AAAAAAAABOE/iz__zCA9gl4/s72-c/d.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-1528008088793454560</id><published>2011-09-13T17:41:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T18:03:39.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha primeira plástica</title><summary type='text'>Hoje tive a minha primeira cirurgia plástica. Tira um cadinho de pele daqui, corta um quisto ali, cose aqui e já está. Algures em 2007 uma Neo-Zelandesa decidiu espremer uma borbulha roliça situada no meio das minhas costas. O resultado foi um quisto sebáceo que cresceu à medida que eu e essa dama nos afastámos. O acto médico durou 30 minutos, sem nenhum atraso e com anestesia local. O médico </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=1528008088793454560' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/1528008088793454560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/1528008088793454560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/minha-primeira-plastica.html' title='A minha primeira plástica'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DRk8kZow1qk/Tm_Ov1CxtyI/AAAAAAAABN0/OcxOVl835RE/s72-c/cyst2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-7944011193588584815</id><published>2011-09-12T22:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:49:45.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... undo/redo</title><summary type='text'>De regresso ao facebook, depois de  impor restrições de privacidade elevadas. Dá jeito saber o que meia dúzia de pessoas andam a fazer, e por isso rendo-me.  Ainda não percebi o que raio se passa no interface de privacidade, mas enfim. Não vou usar o sistema como usava...</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=7944011193588584815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7944011193588584815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7944011193588584815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/undoredo.html' title='... undo/redo'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h2hsLEEczCk/Tm7EmCi6NII/AAAAAAAABNk/c1fq7cay6us/s72-c/x.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-7008541988936665229</id><published>2011-09-06T15:55:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:12:03.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A todo o gás</title><summary type='text'>A vantagem de viver num sítio relativamente rural onde a casa está cercada por relva é que, vai volta menos volta, aparece um pelotão de senhores com engenhos motorizados curiosos que aparam a dita. Nesses dias, um lindo frenesim eléctrico envolve o palácio, perfumado pelo odor de relva cortada. A desvantagem é que às vezes os ditos senhores distraem-se - naturalmente entediados pela sua </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=7008541988936665229' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7008541988936665229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/7008541988936665229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/todo-o-gas.html' title='A todo o gás'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9VII-W8o_6A/TmZ8z6WqeAI/AAAAAAAABNU/NOyeLLUOf80/s72-c/gas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-2584467071404317607</id><published>2011-09-03T07:42:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T07:48:47.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragula</title><summary type='text'>Ora aqui vai alguém que é fan do Rob Zombie... em particular, da cantiguinha Dragula: </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=2584467071404317607' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2584467071404317607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2584467071404317607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/dragula.html' title='Dragula'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NVuh3UoNBpE/TmISwaAOE_I/AAAAAAAABNM/RvFk05wb1MA/s72-c/drag.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-810803643154001336</id><published>2011-09-02T07:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T07:51:39.367-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fora do facebook</title><summary type='text'>Fartei-me das parvoíces do Facebook e desactivei a conta. Várias vezes ao ano mudam o interface de privacidade e/ou acrescentam mecanismos abusivos que é preciso desactivar directamente. Não é assim que uma plataforma responsável opera. Cansei. E se estava 90% seguro acerca de fechar a conta antes de ir para o link de desactivação,  passei a estar 100% seguro com a página patética que aparece de </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=810803643154001336' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/810803643154001336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/810803643154001336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/fora-do-facebook.html' title='Fora do facebook'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJrCGvBxlFA/TmC6k3x7EjI/AAAAAAAABNE/9ff2aj4HT00/s72-c/facebook_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-5159820373609740362</id><published>2011-09-01T22:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T22:16:24.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No comments</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=5159820373609740362' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/5159820373609740362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/5159820373609740362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-comments.html' title='No comments'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNUPeoKf9yE/TmA8b4wvcQI/AAAAAAAABM8/1U5sYqVSdAM/s72-c/IMG_5351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-8088740563530504226</id><published>2011-08-28T08:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:09:09.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-regresso</title><summary type='text'>Cheguei ontem de Seattle, Washington. A terra dos Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Jimi Hendrix e muitos outros. Terra da space needle. A viagem não foi lá grande coisa. O primeiro voo atrasou-se porque havia uma tempestade na zona e o avião que nos vinha buscar teve de aterrar em Rochester, para ser reabastecido. Trinta minutos depois os céus estavam limpos e o avião reabastecido mas tivemos de esperar mais </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=8088740563530504226' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/8088740563530504226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/8088740563530504226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/08/re-regresso.html' title='Re-regresso'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c1DO5lPydoI/Tlo6nyrlPGI/AAAAAAAABMs/oL5mK2yACUE/s72-c/IMG_5379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5492982623172253549.post-2043818616301020714</id><published>2011-08-17T20:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:15:10.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Absinto</title><summary type='text'>Uma das coisas que sempre vi como um sinal de superioridade Lusa em relação à gringolândia é o facto de se poder comprar absinto num supermercado. Depois de uma campanha caluniosa por parte dos fabricantes de vinho franceses, a bebida foi banida em muitos países. Inglaterra, Espanha e Portugal são algumas das raras excepções, por nunca proibirem o consumo. Pois bem, em 2007 passou a ser legal a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5492982623172253549&amp;postID=2043818616301020714' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2043818616301020714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5492982623172253549/posts/default/2043818616301020714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bufalo-bill.blogspot.com/2011/08/absinto.html' title='Absinto'/><author><name>mim</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MUvfqaRK2qs/Tkxf-4xSlGI/AAAAAAAABMc/IF4_p2JoUE8/s72-c/Photo-0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
