tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-216600072011-04-21T17:20:36.138-07:00Zé Ruashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13305008718501878167noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21660007.post-1144696426788088852006-04-10T12:08:00.000-07:002006-04-10T12:13:47.133-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://library.sdsmt.edu/friendsvideos/Fargo%20f.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px;" src="http://library.sdsmt.edu/friendsvideos/Fargo%20f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Comecei tardiamente minha coleção de DVDs, mas comecei bem. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116282/">Muito bem</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21660007-114469642678808885?l=zeruas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Zé Ruashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13305008718501878167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21660007.post-1144695429871919382006-04-10T11:47:00.000-07:002006-04-10T11:57:22.626-07:00Gosto quando o caso da morte do casal <span style="font-style: italic;">Von Richthofen </span><font>volta a ser discutido porque sempre achei - e continuo achando - a filha assassina, Suzane, absolutamente gata, embora a garota nitidamente tenha ganhado alguns quilos durante a reclusão enquanto espera julgamento.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/7267/capa3807kz.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px;" src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/7267/capa3807kz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Deixa o titio ser seu tutor, deixa</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21660007-114469542987191938?l=zeruas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Zé Ruashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13305008718501878167noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21660007.post-1143339558609919162006-03-25T18:10:00.000-08:002006-03-25T18:19:18.623-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8062/2193/1600/ze.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8062/2193/320/ze.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Figura absolutamente admirável, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Zé Vasconcelos</span>. Vi e revi a entrevista no Jô, num dos poucos especiais de verão aproveitáveis do programa, essa semana. Fabuloso, pra dizer o mínimo. O número da reunião de intelectuais de diferentes países recitando um trecho d´<span style="font-style: italic;">Os Lusíadas</span> é das coisas mais engraçadas que já vi na vida.<br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Agora é torcer pra que alguma alma boa digitalize os <a href="http://www.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1938372&tid=2443176989400400241&amp;start=1">vinis</a> da década de 50 citados por ele e chorar. De rir, claro.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21660007-114333955860991916?l=zeruas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Zé Ruashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13305008718501878167noreply@blogger.com0