<?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-4514712888127716742</id><updated>2012-02-17T21:11:41.756-03:00</updated><category term='cigarrinhos'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='Bandeirantes'/><category term='festas'/><category term='inglês'/><category term='Anos 80 RPM'/><category term='bolha'/><category term='SBT'/><category term='Botica'/><category term='chocolates'/><category term='colégio'/><category term='Lupu Limpim Claplá Topô'/><category term='movimento'/><category term='Kri'/><category term='brinquedo'/><category term='cookie'/><category term='LP'/><category term='Lucinha Lins'/><category term='Estrela'/><category term='quem 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-6391063361915903940</id><published>2010-12-10T17:42:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:12:11.442-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m'/><title type='text'>Roupa Nova: melhores a cada dia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/TQKTRDBWvOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/oMlL2b9s1VA/s1600/DSC_0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549159611951922402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/TQKTRDBWvOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/oMlL2b9s1VA/s400/DSC_0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/TQKS7bUTJ0I/AAAAAAAAAgw/Dt-uci95IpM/s1600/DSC_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549159240516708162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/TQKS7bUTJ0I/AAAAAAAAAgw/Dt-uci95IpM/s400/DSC_0218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/TQKSh1yafAI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OL-9MLM_RxQ/s1600/DSC_0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549158800945740802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/TQKSh1yafAI/AAAAAAAAAgo/OL-9MLM_RxQ/s400/DSC_0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ontem tive o imenso prazer de conhecer os meus ídolos dos anos 80, de hoje e de sempre: os integrantes do &lt;strong&gt;ROUPA NOVA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Além de mega competentes, todos são muito simpáticos, queridos mesmo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tive a oportunidade de conversar com eles sobre música, anos 80 - CLARO - e até a respeito do meu humilde blog, que eles quiseram conhecer. Não é por nada, não, mas tô muito chique! rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E como este blog é sobre a década de 80, impossível não citar o &lt;strong&gt;ROUPA NOVA&lt;/strong&gt;. São tantos sucessos, trilhas de novelas, participações... Eles são a própria cara dos anos 80! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No último show deles no Rio de Janeiro, na Barra da Tijuca, os ingressos se esgotaram rapidamente. Mesmo assim me arrumei, peguei meu carro e fiquei na bilheteria à espera de alguma desistÊncia. Para a minha sorte - e azar de quem desistiu..rs - consegui comprar o meu aos 45 do segundo tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seguem alguns vídeos empolgantes, maravilhosos, que fiz do show comemorativo. &lt;strong&gt;ROUPA NOVA&lt;/strong&gt;, vocês são mil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/96iJcQIokv4?fs=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" hl="pt_BR" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G1uK4EAZrNE?fs=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" hl="pt_BR" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nXadtnXIh7g?fs=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" hl="pt_BR" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hMFcJlPNx0Y?fs=" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" hl="pt_BR" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E-almIE4gMs?fs=" hl="pt_BR" width="480" height="385" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-6391063361915903940?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/6391063361915903940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/12/roupa-nova-melhores-cada-dia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6391063361915903940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6391063361915903940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/12/roupa-nova-melhores-cada-dia.html' title='Roupa Nova: melhores a cada dia!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/TQKTRDBWvOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/oMlL2b9s1VA/s72-c/DSC_0226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7724774542020237370</id><published>2010-11-04T21:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T21:22:45.252-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta e trazendo o Roy dos Menudos!</title><content type='html'>Oi, pessoal,&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei "um pouco" sumida do blog e vou colocar a culpa na falta de tempo e na preguiça..rs..&lt;br /&gt;Mas tanta gente comenta comigo que gosta do blog, que acha legal, então realmente resolvi não adiar mais e aqui estou!&lt;br /&gt;Bom, nesta volta não posso deixar de comentar que estive em outubro - e pra variar - em mais uma maravilhosa Festa Ploc 80's, no Circo Voador, aqui no Rio. Quem gosta de anos 80 precisa ir! Aliás, a próxima deverá acontecer dia 11/12 (confiram no site &lt;a href="http://www.ploc80s.com.br/"&gt;http://www.ploc80s.com.br/&lt;/a&gt; ou no Twitter @festaploc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na última edição, além das atrações frequentes - e preciso destacar o show do fantáaaastico Luciano Nassyn (ex-Trem da Alegria) - tivemos Roy dos Menudos!&lt;br /&gt;Sim, agora eu já posso dizer que vi um Menudo autêntico dançando "Não se reprima" na minha frente! rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E claro que eu não pude deixar de registrar o momento! Seguem, então, os vídeos - com direito a muita dancinha brega e coreografias imperdíveis..rs..Além do Roy coloquei o dos Abelhudos, Luciano e Avellar Love. Lembram?&lt;br /&gt;Beijos e até a próxima!&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHaqm_3b0eU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QHaqm_3b0eU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-iGAa-9m6U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-iGAa-9m6U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QsDmLtY-g90?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QsDmLtY-g90?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rNMU7cuV_4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rNMU7cuV_4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7724774542020237370?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7724774542020237370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/11/de-volta-e-trazendo-o-roy-dos-menudos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7724774542020237370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7724774542020237370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/11/de-volta-e-trazendo-o-roy-dos-menudos.html' title='De volta e trazendo o Roy dos Menudos!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-791173604061177248</id><published>2010-04-22T20:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:26:07.912-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa Ploc 80's - 6 anos</title><content type='html'>No início do mês aconteceu aqui no Rio - mais precisamente no Circo Voador, na Lapa - mais uma edição da Festa Ploc 80's. Desta vez, para comemorar os 6 anos da melhor festa de anos 80 do Brasil!&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito bacana! Tivemos o ex- Trem da Alegria Luciano Nassyn, Paquitas, Banda Ploc, Perdidos na Selva e Silvinho Blau Blau!&lt;br /&gt;Seguem alguns vídeos de lá! Divirtam-se e relembrem os bons tempos!&lt;br /&gt;Bjs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXJkvfvGA-Y&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WXJkvfvGA-Y&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nUXQ14zhK90&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nUXQ14zhK90&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GqeAHAySe50&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GqeAHAySe50&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-791173604061177248?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/791173604061177248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/04/festa-ploc-80s-6-anos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/791173604061177248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/791173604061177248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/04/festa-ploc-80s-6-anos.html' title='Festa Ploc 80&apos;s - 6 anos'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-635902531284452905</id><published>2010-01-31T17:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:52:25.919-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais brinquedos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S2Xte9HjgUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NB-VYowZJN4/s1600-h/brin6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-635902531284452905?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/635902531284452905/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/mais-brinquedos.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/635902531284452905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/635902531284452905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/mais-brinquedos.html' title='Mais brinquedos!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S2Xte9HjgUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NB-VYowZJN4/s72-c/brin6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-726089889033192292</id><published>2010-01-28T16:47:00.023-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T18:14:08.599-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xuxa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baixinhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baú'/><title type='text'>Bom dia amiguinhos, já estou aqui...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S2IC4WhTtYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/heQRXIsA_TU/s1600-h/xuxanave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431907267703453058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S2IC4WhTtYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/heQRXIsA_TU/s400/xuxanave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não há como negar que o maior ícone infantil dos Anos 80 foi a Xuxa! Na verdade, até tenho receio de dizer que ela foi o maior ícone "infantil", pois a paixão que a rainha dos baixinhos despertou naquela época atingiu muitos adultos também. Alguns gostavam do programa e de suas músicas, já outros - claro - admiravam as suas curvas e a beleza de chamar a atenção de qualquer mortal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu adorava o Clube da Criança e, posteriormente, o Xou da Xuxa. Lembro de ter "ficado de mal" com ela, pois diziam que a Xuxa não gostava de crianças - e pior - ainda as biliscava durante as gravações..rs..Outras diziam que a rainha tinha feito pacto com o demônio e seus discos, quando girados ao contrário - apresentavam músicas do capeta..rs..Quantos boatos!&lt;br /&gt;Acabei (não por isso) fã incondicional da nova apresentadora do Clube da Criança, a n ovata Angélica. Era fã mesmo, muito mais do que da Xuxa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar disso, a vontade de conhecer a musa dos baixinhos permaneceu e eu continuei a acompanhá-la! Nunca conseguir ir ao Xou da Xuxa e só fui conhecê-la pessoalmente há pouco tempo, quando me tornei colega de emissora. Realmente, ela tem um brilho diferente e sabe disso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, separei alguns vídeos de momentos marcantes da Xuxa, entre eles a sua estreia na Globo, o especial do Globo Repórter (que eu lembro direitinho quando vi), alguns momentos marcantes e algumas outras 'cositas' que me marcaram. Espero que gostem! Confesso que até hoje sinto um arrepio nostálgico quando ouço a música de abertura do Xou ou "Amiguinha Xuxa" . Impossível não voltar no tempo e sentir MUITA saudade! Ela é a cara dos Anos 80!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, vocês lembram do álbum de figurinhas da XuXA? E da bota branca de enrolar na perna? E as roupinhas do "Bicho Comeu"? E o microfone que acendia o nariz vermelho? rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estreia na Globo em 1986&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJadwSoPtrc&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doce Mel no Xou&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-YukVI2ces&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Globo Repórter de 1987&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBTuxfrW63c&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lua de Cristal - o filme e o tema&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DhdJPXZJomQ&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intervalo da Globo durante o Xou da Xuxa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WIxantXbyf4&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorteio da Xuxa com o Moderninho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LXWmq--3Ed8&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xuxa enche Senna de beijnhos no especial de Natal de 1988&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H3WXmuiBq_M&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paquitos e paquitas homenageiam Xuxa em seu aniversário&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQZNkaC1WgY&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xuxa realiza o sonho de ter seus "paquitos"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pNotaBGiYhI&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comercial da Xuxa com o Pelé&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ERRPxLUZOo&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu cãozinho Xuxo (1986)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jWramvSWSwM&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuxa na Manchete em 1983 (como faz falta uma paquita..rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H1AIoRrBElo&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" 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estou aqui...'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S2IC4WhTtYI/AAAAAAAAAd4/heQRXIsA_TU/s72-c/xuxanave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5358363044701521868</id><published>2010-01-28T16:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:40:13.818-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SBT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quem procura acha aqui'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinhetas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baú'/><title type='text'>SBT: quem procura acha aqui!</title><content type='html'>Confira as vinhetas do SBT que foram sucesso em 1989: QUEM PROCURA ACHA AQUI!&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que não lembrava delas, mas um amigo refrescou a minha memória! rs&lt;br /&gt;Vale a pena ver de novo!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qp6XGAb8mIo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qp6XGAb8mIo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OXVeJCA6sd0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OXVeJCA6sd0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Loc-2yXUqeU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Loc-2yXUqeU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5358363044701521868?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5358363044701521868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/sbt-quem-procura-acha-aqui.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5358363044701521868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5358363044701521868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/sbt-quem-procura-acha-aqui.html' title='SBT: quem procura acha aqui!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-3252636864143015752</id><published>2010-01-27T14:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:04:28.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Para matar a saudade IV - programas variados e suas aberturas</title><content type='html'>Confiram os vídeos de alguns programas que fizeram história e ficaram marcados na memória de quem viveu na década de 80! Peço desculpas desde já, pois certamente deixarei muitos de fora. Mas lembro que, além de serem muitos, eu era apenas uma criança - com memória de "elefante" - mas ainda assim uma criança..rs&lt;br /&gt;Em breve farei um especial apenas com as novelas mais marcantes!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Globo de Ouro (1987)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YUFpVXE38_g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YUFpVXE38_g&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clube do Bolinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZJANowuCHiY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZJANowuCHiY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassino do Chacrinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Wxd6wfDRPQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Wxd6wfDRPQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xou da Xuxa (1986 e 1986 a 1992)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPl8M-htNa8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SPl8M-htNa8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3-xmyulHmL0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3-xmyulHmL0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abertura do Fantástico de 1987 (pra mim, a mais marcante e com a Isadora Ribeiro&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/edJ4o6EqLlg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/edJ4o6EqLlg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jornal Nacional de 1981&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KYIrIR9U0U&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0KYIrIR9U0U&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinheta completa da extinta Rede Manchete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCYnZUiKS3A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UCYnZUiKS3A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Novela Dona Beija (1986)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6pdJ6QIICM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o6pdJ6QIICM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jornal Hoje com Leda Nagle (escolhi a entrevista com Fausto Silva, um dia antes de sua estreia na Globo - 1989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUfO1FUfYYs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUfO1FUfYYs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva o Gordo (aberturas de 1982 e 1985)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9s9w-l5O9c&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I9s9w-l5O9c&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bdGgVcEueqU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bdGgVcEueqU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os Trapalhões&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzB1hObb8g8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzB1hObb8g8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingão do Faustão (estreia em 1989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndp6nC75hh8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndp6nC75hh8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva a Noite (1988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hrgT3FdM30&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5hrgT3FdM30&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Praça é Nossa (1987)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jabm2quYXkg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jabm2quYXkg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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programas variados e suas aberturas'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-8021466225713325670</id><published>2010-01-27T13:29:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:14:38.771-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snorks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turma da pesada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desenhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muppets babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walligtor she-ra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thundercats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='he-man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formiga atômica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caverna do dragão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cavalo de fogo'/><title type='text'>Para matar a saudade III - desenhos animados!</title><content type='html'>Sem tanta tecnologia disponível, os desenhos animados eram uma das maiores diversões das crianças dos anos 80. Naquela época tínhamos os programas da Xuxa, Mara, Bozo, Angélica, Mariane e tantos outros que tornavam os nossos dias muito mais divertidos!&lt;br /&gt;Selecionei aqueles que considero mais marcantes!Difícil listar todos, pois eram muitos, mas vou tentar! Aceito sugestões!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos e divirtam-se!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He-Man e She-Ra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/busbAhHdddg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/busbAhHdddg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smurfs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_yZT1AK_O_s&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_yZT1AK_O_s&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cavalo de Fogo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DIVBSn4Ujzs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DIVBSn4Ujzs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Formiga Atômica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLJa4_Rs8t0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YLJa4_Rs8t0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caverna do Dragão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mMEPkgskzU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-mMEPkgskzU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thundercats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wV92eZAmo98&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wV92eZAmo98&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muppets Babies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KmLfN9A5is&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7KmLfN9A5is&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jem e as Hologramas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ykA8ktOjccM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ykA8ktOjccM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZjXX3yvNa0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZjXX3yvNa0&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Turma da Pesada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OgKjshs68IQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OgKjshs68IQ&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os Snorks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVwftF3jVAg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uVwftF3jVAg&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bob Pai, Bob Filho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROXI27re5PU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ROXI27re5PU&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Walligator&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TrB7lFvlL-8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TrB7lFvlL-8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-8021466225713325670?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/8021466225713325670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/para-matar-saudade-iii-desenhos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8021466225713325670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8021466225713325670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/para-matar-saudade-iii-desenhos.html' title='Para matar a saudade III - desenhos animados!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5419884110360981383</id><published>2010-01-26T21:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:15:50.602-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Para matar a saudade II - comerciais!</title><content type='html'>Comerciais que marcaram os Anos 80 e têm lugar merecido no Baú! Recordar é viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissinha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8s7aZLM9ns&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8s7aZLM9ns&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faber Castell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ckxlPxNNigM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ckxlPxNNigM&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banco Nacional - Natal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3BIZ9-9Uow&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W3BIZ9-9Uow&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Laka (liiiindo)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwo8UKMxomA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xwo8UKMxomA&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolinha de Sabão da Estrela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBy2asyWBDY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBy2asyWBDY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuecas Zorba (se fosse hoje em dia, sei não..rs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wblcRns1ZzY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wblcRns1ZzY&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tostines (vende mais porque é fresquinho ou...?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tJ-BKu-WUEk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tJ-BKu-WUEk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claybom (nhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaac!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ikwi_5kHts&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Ikwi_5kHts&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5419884110360981383?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5419884110360981383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/para-matar-saudade-ii-comerciais.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5419884110360981383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5419884110360981383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/para-matar-saudade-ii-comerciais.html' title='Para matar a saudade II - comerciais!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-1930399285404576444</id><published>2010-01-26T20:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:59:46.606-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baú anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jingle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrela'/><title type='text'>Para matar a saudade!</title><content type='html'>Oi, pessoal,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre fui apaixonada por TV e lembro bem dos programas que gostava de assistir na década de 80.  Por isso - e para que vocês recordem - vou dedicar meus próximos posts aos programas inesquecíveis,comerciais bacanas, intervalos, enfim, tudo o que achar de mais marcante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra começar, um jingle que fez parte da minha infância e da minha espera pelo Papai Noel: jingle da Estrela! Impossível conter a emoção! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ULl3mwLlxqI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ULl3mwLlxqI&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-1930399285404576444?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/1930399285404576444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/para-matar-saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1930399285404576444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1930399285404576444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/para-matar-saudade.html' title='Para matar a saudade!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7037512820049957866</id><published>2010-01-24T21:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:03:20.581-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desfile de carros antigos no Leblon - 1983</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqJpCYOz8Y8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqJpCYOz8Y8&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8SnLMwmpck&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8SnLMwmpck&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DO YOU TUBE: Encontro e passeio de carros antigos no Rio de Janeiro, em 1983, na Praia do Leblon. É muito interessante notarmos os costumes e os carros do ano.Cenas originais dos anos 80)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7037512820049957866?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7037512820049957866/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/desfile-de-carros-antigos-no-leblon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7037512820049957866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7037512820049957866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/desfile-de-carros-antigos-no-leblon.html' title='Desfile de carros antigos no Leblon - 1983'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2830114127034509577</id><published>2010-01-24T21:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:47:07.234-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><title type='text'>Quem não quis um?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S1zoE7EK2lI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u3OkUxJL0F8/s1600-h/escort-xr3-84-1g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 458px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430470421974276690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S1zoE7EK2lI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u3OkUxJL0F8/s400/escort-xr3-84-1g.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu era criança, mas lembro bem - não só por ter uma irmã cinco anos mais velha - que o sonho de todo adolescente da década de 80 era ter um Escort XR3! Melhor ainda se ele fosse vermelho e conversível! Fabricado entbre 1988 e 1994, o carro realmente era bonito, arrojado e mostrava uma inovação da indústria nacional.&lt;br /&gt;Já tive a oportunidade de dirigir um Escort, mas o modelo "Hobby". Carrinho bom, e olha que nem era vermelho...nem conversível! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2830114127034509577?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2830114127034509577/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/quem-nao-quis-um.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2830114127034509577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2830114127034509577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/quem-nao-quis-um.html' title='Quem não quis um?'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/S1zoE7EK2lI/AAAAAAAAAcI/u3OkUxJL0F8/s72-c/escort-xr3-84-1g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-3029573955509902548</id><published>2010-01-01T19:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:09:02.622-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lupu Limpim Claplá Topô'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucinha Lins'/><title type='text'>LUPU LIMPIM CLAPLÁ TOPÔ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sz54OhNdl9I/AAAAAAAAAcA/CGXCGZ-ot9A/s1600-h/4470_lupulipim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421903192228992978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sz54OhNdl9I/AAAAAAAAAcA/CGXCGZ-ot9A/s400/4470_lupulipim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu era beeem pequena, mas guardei algumas recordações do extinto - e bota extinto nisso - programa infantil "Lupu Limpim Claplá Topô", apresentado pelo casal Lucinha Lins e Cláudio Tovar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exibido diariamente na também extinta Rede Manchete, o programa antecedeu o "Clube da Criança". Nessa época, Xuxa ainda era apenas uma modelo, quase desconhecida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O "Lupu" era voltado para o público infantil e tinha brincadeiras, karaokê, além de atrações musicais.&lt;br /&gt;Se não me engano, foi o primeiro programa infantil da minha vida...rs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relembre a abertura do programa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1hiLnvuC1Jk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1hiLnvuC1Jk&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vocês, assistiram?&lt;br /&gt;Bjs e até a próxima!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-3029573955509902548?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/3029573955509902548/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/lupu-limpim-clapla-topo.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3029573955509902548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3029573955509902548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2010/01/lupu-limpim-clapla-topo.html' title='LUPU LIMPIM CLAPLÁ TOPÔ!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sz54OhNdl9I/AAAAAAAAAcA/CGXCGZ-ot9A/s72-c/4470_lupulipim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-8393289911779820677</id><published>2009-12-31T09:07:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:26:32.362-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Política de Privacidade'/><title type='text'>Política de privacidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Baú Anos 80&lt;/span&gt; coleta informação dos seus leitores com a única finalidade de identificar comentários nos textos que disponibilizamos ou autorizar a atualização de alguma página. Os leitores também podem se inscrever, por nosso intermédio, para receber as últimas atualizações em sua caixa postal (FEED). Essas informações, nome e endereço de e-mail, não são utilizadas com qualquer outra finalidade que não essa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Os e-mails recebidos são respondidos tão logo seja possível.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Após a leitura, o blogueiro apaga todos os endereços de e-mails de seus leitores.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Não utilizamos e-mails para políticas de Spam ou de envio de e-mails indesejados.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Não nos responsabilizamos pelo conteúdo, promessas e veracidade de informações dos anúncios colocados pelos seus patrocinadores. 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Essas empresas podem usar informações (que não incluem o seu nome, endereço, endereço de e-mail ou número de telefone) sobre suas visitas a este e a outros websites a fim de exibir anúncios relacionados a produtos e serviços de seu interesse. Para obter mais informações sobre essa prática e saber como impedir que as empresas utilizem esses dados, clique aqui.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Os cookies que são utilizados neste site podem ser instalados pelo mesmo, os quais são originados dos distintos servidores operados por este, ou a partir dos servidores de terceiros que prestam serviços e instalam cookies e/ou web beacons (por exemplo, os cookies que são empregados para prover serviços de publicidade ou certos conteúdos através dos quais o usuário visualiza a publicidade ou conteúdos em tempo pré determinados). O usuário poderá pesquisar o disco rígido de seu computador conforme instruções do próprio navegador.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;O Usuário tem a possibilidade de configurar seu navegador para ser avisado, na tela do computador, sobre a recepção dos cookies e para impedir a sua instalação no disco rígido. As informações pertinentes a esta configuração estão disponíveis em instruções e manuais do próprio navegador.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-8393289911779820677?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/8393289911779820677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/12/politica-de-privacidade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8393289911779820677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8393289911779820677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/12/politica-de-privacidade.html' title='Política de privacidade'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7425096532888276220</id><published>2009-12-26T18:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:32:26.532-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tema do filme "Tootsie"</title><content type='html'>Ouvi essa música hoje e lembrei da minha infância. "It might be you" foi tema do filme "Tootsie" - também famoso nos anos 80 - e fez bastante sucesso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que vocês recordam?&lt;br /&gt;Bom, é ver e ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;Bjs a todos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1wDDjVPJ73A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1wDDjVPJ73A&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7425096532888276220?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7425096532888276220/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/12/tema-do-filme-tootsie.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7425096532888276220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7425096532888276220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/12/tema-do-filme-tootsie.html' title='Tema do filme &quot;Tootsie&quot;'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-6158272579290809931</id><published>2009-11-18T20:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:35:07.717-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGIC HAIR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SwSEWfdmZbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/bGrkGaqytiE/s1600/Magic+Hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405590974689076658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SwSEWfdmZbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/bGrkGaqytiE/s400/Magic+Hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isso dava um nó no cabelo...rs...Era o terror da minha mãe...rs...A intenção do brinquedo era fazer trancinhas de forma rápida e fácil, mas na prática....rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-6158272579290809931?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/6158272579290809931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/11/magic-hair.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6158272579290809931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6158272579290809931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/11/magic-hair.html' title='MAGIC HAIR!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SwSEWfdmZbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/bGrkGaqytiE/s72-c/Magic+Hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-4734199572276242368</id><published>2009-08-25T16:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:25:25.441-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zinka'/><title type='text'>ZINKA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SpQ6Q3wl8aI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MsTGJIQjEMg/s1600-h/zinka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373984316879925666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 441px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SpQ6Q3wl8aI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MsTGJIQjEMg/s400/zinka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse pouca gente vai lembrar...rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZINKA - Era um filtro solar que vinha em uma latinha e tinha as cores mais bizarras do mundo. Eu tinha um amarelo e um rosa beeem chocantes...rs..Mas tinha um cheiro ótimo! rs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fez muito sucesso na época e ainda é vendido (como pode ver na foto). Que tal ir à Ipanema assim? rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-4734199572276242368?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/4734199572276242368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/08/zinka.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4734199572276242368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4734199572276242368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/08/zinka.html' title='ZINKA!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SpQ6Q3wl8aI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MsTGJIQjEMg/s72-c/zinka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-1328347249393316331</id><published>2009-08-11T12:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:18:27.606-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videogame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini-game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinquedos'/><title type='text'>Mini-games!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SoGKrU6ShxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/sjbA35PYyjw/s1600-h/game_and_watch_ball_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368724707754542866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SoGKrU6ShxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/sjbA35PYyjw/s400/game_and_watch_ball_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SoGKia7QCDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xbQrHoylI6w/s1600-h/mini-game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368724554750363698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SoGKia7QCDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xbQrHoylI6w/s400/mini-game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando criança, eu era vidrada em videogames! Primeiro veio o Atari, depois o Master System - que foi o meu grande companheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Além desses, a grande "sensação" na época eram os mini-games. Eram joguinhos portáteis, que não tinham muita qualidade, mas até que eram bem legais. Além disso, não custavam muiiito caro, então dava sempre pra comprar um!&lt;br /&gt;Lembro de um mini-game chamado "Paper Boy". Nele, você tinha que guiar o menino na bicicleta, que precisava acertar o jornal na casa das pessoas. Adorava!&lt;br /&gt;Também tive este da foto, o "Caça Vampiro". E você, gostava?&lt;br /&gt;Beijos, fui!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-1328347249393316331?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/1328347249393316331/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/08/mini-games.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1328347249393316331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1328347249393316331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/08/mini-games.html' title='Mini-games!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SoGKrU6ShxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/sjbA35PYyjw/s72-c/game_and_watch_ball_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2569483279137459216</id><published>2009-08-09T20:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:48:43.210-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Information Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Information Society - NÃO ACREDITO QUE PERDI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0a-hh6cZ5Xo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0a-hh6cZ5Xo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de perder o show do A-Ha, não acreditei quando descobri que perdi a apresentação dos craques do Information Society no Rio!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Só me matando...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde criança era fã da banda. Pra ter ideia, a primeira música lenta que dancei em uma festinha foi ao som de "repetition" e, quando gostei de um menino, lembrava dele quando ouvia "Sleeping Away"...rs&lt;br /&gt;Bom, deixo aqui um vídeo da apresentação do Information no VIVO RIO! Pena não ter ido!&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais a dizer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2569483279137459216?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2569483279137459216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/08/information-society-nao-acredito-que.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2569483279137459216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2569483279137459216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/08/information-society-nao-acredito-que.html' title='Information Society - NÃO ACREDITO QUE PERDI!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-4580582939324421506</id><published>2009-07-26T15:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:44:24.259-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boneco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Bala boneco: alguém sabe? alguém viu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Smyi2HCDx5I/AAAAAAAAAbA/UZVRSVIqPYU/s1600-h/balaboneco.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362840306775738258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Smyi2HCDx5I/AAAAAAAAAbA/UZVRSVIqPYU/s400/balaboneco.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Em primeiro lugar, eu gostaria de pedir desculpas pela ausência. Muito trabalho, alguma preguiça, enfim...Mas estou de volta!&lt;br /&gt;E já volto com uma pergunta: alguém sabe se as famosas "bala boneco" ainda são fabricadas?&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, vocês se lembram desta delícia? rs&lt;br /&gt;A bala era rosinha, no formato de um bonequinho e muito gostosa! Ela era tão famosa quanto a bala Juquinha e podia ser encontrada em qualquer botequim vagabundo...Era fácil mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muitos anos, ela ganhou uma embalagem mais moderna (esta da foto) e depois DESAPARECEU!&lt;br /&gt;Outro dia, saindo da academia, passei em um depósito de balas que fica perto e perguntei ao vendedor se ele tinha notícias. Segundo o próprio, a marca não existe mais. Mas ele não tinha certeza!&lt;br /&gt;ALGUÉM SABE??&lt;br /&gt;Fica a pergunta...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;Fer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-4580582939324421506?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/4580582939324421506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/07/bala-boneco-alguem-sabe-alguem-viu.html#comment-form' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4580582939324421506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4580582939324421506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/07/bala-boneco-alguem-sabe-alguem-viu.html' title='Bala boneco: alguém sabe? alguém viu?'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Smyi2HCDx5I/AAAAAAAAAbA/UZVRSVIqPYU/s72-c/balaboneco.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-4105840944325248742</id><published>2009-05-31T11:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:57:03.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma da série "brinquedos inesquecíveis"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SiKY00TLCFI/AAAAAAAAAa4/prUPrgN5Zzw/s1600-h/Confeitaria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342000141174507602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SiKY00TLCFI/AAAAAAAAAa4/prUPrgN5Zzw/s400/Confeitaria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Este é um brinquedo que eu não tive, mas passei a minha infância admirand0. A Confeitaria da Moranguinho era uma COISA FOFA! Você cuidava dos morangos, que, em determinado momento pulavam, como se estivessem prontos para serem colhidos. Depois disso, era a hora de preparar as deliciosas tortinhas de morango. Este brinquedo me lembra a boneca gigante da Moranguinho que ganhei aos 4 anos na festa de Natal da IBM (empresa do meu pai). Ela era linda! A roupa tinha muitos desenhos da fruta e cheirava, claro, a morango. Depois colocarei a foto aqui!&lt;br /&gt;Quem foi menina da década de 80, sem dúvida curtiu a Turma da Moranguinho.&lt;br /&gt;E eu não fui diferente!&lt;br /&gt;Bjs a todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-4105840944325248742?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/4105840944325248742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/mais-uma-da-serie-brinquedos.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4105840944325248742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4105840944325248742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/mais-uma-da-serie-brinquedos.html' title='Mais uma da série &quot;brinquedos inesquecíveis&quot;'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SiKY00TLCFI/AAAAAAAAAa4/prUPrgN5Zzw/s72-c/Confeitaria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2346502327119456203</id><published>2009-05-24T20:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:24:46.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai uma batatinha aí?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/ShnWuNyfODI/AAAAAAAAAao/j37zPA8cr1Y/s1600-h/Lanchonete+Mc+Donalds+Estrela+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339534922688182322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/ShnWuNyfODI/AAAAAAAAAao/j37zPA8cr1Y/s400/Lanchonete+Mc+Donalds+Estrela+01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho a minha lanchonete do MC Donald's guardada até hoje, com direito a copinhos, cardápios e fritadeira. Foi um dos brinquedos que eu mais gostei de ganhar!&lt;br /&gt;Deu até vontade de brincar novamente. Bons tempos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2346502327119456203?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2346502327119456203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/vai-uma-batatinha-ai.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2346502327119456203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2346502327119456203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/vai-uma-batatinha-ai.html' title='Vai uma batatinha aí?'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/ShnWuNyfODI/AAAAAAAAAao/j37zPA8cr1Y/s72-c/Lanchonete+Mc+Donalds+Estrela+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7906479436962191142</id><published>2009-05-11T10:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:54:42.775-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra quem é carioca e tem mais de 30...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sgg59eDNW2I/AAAAAAAAAag/CndKPyw4BYA/s1600-h/hippo_r1_c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334577486821677922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sgg59eDNW2I/AAAAAAAAAag/CndKPyw4BYA/s400/hippo_r1_c1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Um passeio no túnel do tempo, revivendo a inesquecível boate de Ricardo Amaral que fez história na noite carioca. O mesmo local, os mesmos DJ's, as mesmas músicas. Uma noite inesquecível"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembro da minha irmã se arrumando, empolgadíssima, para ir à Hippopótamus com as amigas patricinhas. Além dela, minha tia era outra frequentadora da boate na década de 80. Sem dúvida, era a "danceteria" mais badalada do Rio de Janeiro e reunia a elite carioca.&lt;br /&gt;Não cheguei a frequentar a "Hippo", mas quem foi recorda com carinho e diz que vai ficar para sempre na memória.&lt;br /&gt;Para voltar aos velhos tempos, haverá uma festa no mesmo espaço, com os mesmos DJ's e com as mesmas músicas dos Anos 80 no dia 19 de maio.&lt;br /&gt;Tratei logo de contar para a minha irmã e a resposta foi a seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;-Não posso ir. Não ia parar de chorar! Bons tempos de Hippo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei curiosa e com muita vontade de ir. Na época eu era criança e agora tenho a oportunidade de ver o que a Hippopótamus tinha de tão especial!&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe?&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obs: A festa acontecerá na Baronneti Club - Rua Barão da Torre, 354 - Ipanema&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7906479436962191142?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7906479436962191142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/pra-quem-e-carioca-e-tem-mais-de-30.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7906479436962191142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7906479436962191142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/pra-quem-e-carioca-e-tem-mais-de-30.html' title='Pra quem é carioca e tem mais de 30...'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sgg59eDNW2I/AAAAAAAAAag/CndKPyw4BYA/s72-c/hippo_r1_c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-962498546743331760</id><published>2009-05-01T10:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:03:27.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FESTA PLOC!! LÁ EU SOU FELIZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_eP5QAII/AAAAAAAAAaY/fgPYi0932ZA/s1600-h/DSC01970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330854004074217602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_eP5QAII/AAAAAAAAAaY/fgPYi0932ZA/s400/DSC01970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pessoal, sábado passado estive na Lapa, mais precisamente no Circo Voador, para mais uma edição da minha queridíssima FESTA PLOC 80's!Desta vez, a comemoração foi pelos 5 anos do evento, que, para mim, é o melhor! Não tem confusão, o clima é dos melhores e, claro, a volta ao tempo é garantida!Nunca vi uma Ploc tão cheia! Às 3 da manhã ainda tinha gente comprando ingresso!Bom, desta vez se apresentaram por lá a banda Perdidos na Selva, o nosso querido Bozo (que fez um concurso de dança ao som de "New Kids On The Block"), Silvinho Blau Blau, Paquitas, Banda Ploc e o imperdível Luciano do Trem da Alegria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_d6jBinI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JHFd2w1o8OA/s1600-h/DSC02001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330853998343850610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_d6jBinI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/JHFd2w1o8OA/s400/DSC02001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sem dúvida, diversão garantida!Pra mim, o show mais esperado foi o do Luciano do Trem da Alegria (arrisco dizer que para todos..rs).Ele relembrou vários sucessos do Trem (É de Chocolate, Uni-Duni-Du-Nitê, Thundercats...), mas o ponto máximo foi quando cantou "He-Man"!!! Já assisti a uns 5 shows dele na Ploc e é sempre a mesma coisa. Todo mundo se acaba de dançar nesta música e eu não sou diferente..rs.. Tem gente que até leva espada de brinquedo para brincar na hora...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_d73F-sI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HMPglRpHmh4/s1600-h/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330853998696463042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_d73F-sI/AAAAAAAAAaI/HMPglRpHmh4/s400/DSC02010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não resisti e coloquei uma foto minha com uma amiga no nosso momento "piripiri" da Gretchen..rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_d2sGeQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rB1p8eJEeKA/s1600-h/DSC01988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330853997308180738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_d2sGeQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/rB1p8eJEeKA/s400/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, e é impressionante como este tipo de música agrada a todos. Vi meninada de 18, 20 anos (que nem curtiram a década), como "coroas" de 50, 60 anos! SUCESSO, SUCESSO, SUCESSO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que venham outras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos a todos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-962498546743331760?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/962498546743331760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/festa-ploc-la-eu-sou-feliz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/962498546743331760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/962498546743331760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/05/festa-ploc-la-eu-sou-feliz.html' title='FESTA PLOC!! LÁ EU SOU FELIZ!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sfr_eP5QAII/AAAAAAAAAaY/fgPYi0932ZA/s72-c/DSC01970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-6195120310452292144</id><published>2009-04-12T12:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:34:58.488-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SKINY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SeIIVbOGa0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/wonSgj3T9C8/s1600-h/DSC01822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323826873682520898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SeIIVbOGa0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/wonSgj3T9C8/s400/DSC01822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reconhecem esta embalagem antiga de Skiny?&lt;br /&gt;E garanto a vocês que esta foto foi tirada em 2009, e não na década de 80.&lt;br /&gt;Bom, eu explico. Para comemorar os 35 anos do salgadinho, esta embalagem antiguinha de Skiny foi relançada! Um amigo meu apareceu no trabalho com a novidade e eu quase não acreditei!&lt;br /&gt;Nem preciso dizer que a considero muito mais bonitinha do que a atual, né? Esta é a verdadeira embalagem de Skiny, com o simpático senhor bigodudo!&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o salgadinho continua o mesmo: crocante e delicioso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-6195120310452292144?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/6195120310452292144/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/04/skiny.html#comment-form' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6195120310452292144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6195120310452292144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/04/skiny.html' title='SKINY'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SeIIVbOGa0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/wonSgj3T9C8/s72-c/DSC01822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-6708056626159583388</id><published>2009-03-28T11:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:41:00.015-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A-HA no Brasil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcJMuqPsN4c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcJMuqPsN4c&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não fui ($$). Queria MUITO ter ido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais a dizer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-6708056626159583388?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/6708056626159583388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-no-brasil.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6708056626159583388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6708056626159583388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-no-brasil.html' title='A-HA no Brasil!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-8606631816360178199</id><published>2009-03-15T12:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:32:50.014-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Frank Sinatra - 1985</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zv8sMtdw1ps&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zv8sMtdw1ps&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou da época em que "New York, New York" tocava nas minhas festinhas de criança...rs..Era a hora de os "adultos" dançarem um pouquinho :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-8606631816360178199?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/8606631816360178199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/frank-sinatra-1985.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8606631816360178199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8606631816360178199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/frank-sinatra-1985.html' title='Frank Sinatra - 1985'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2428033437514989814</id><published>2009-03-13T08:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:00:46.725-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheirinho de praia e de Anos 80</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SbpJEGPtg4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/K8Jz-FAwuOU/s1600-h/rayuito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312639045181735810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SbpJEGPtg4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/K8Jz-FAwuOU/s400/rayuito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O creme bronzeador Rayito de Sol (e muita gente chama de "raquito de sol"..rs) tem o cheirinho da praia dos Anos 80. Naquela época não existiam taaaantas opções de protetores solares e óleos bronzeadores. Arrisco dizer que, naquela época, as pessoas não estavam tão preocupadas com a camada de ozônio e, consequentemente, com o câncer de pele. Bom, mas isso é outra história!&lt;br /&gt;Lembro que, desde criança, usava Rayito de Sol. Era item obrigatório na mala de viagem quando eu e minha família passávamos férias em Araruama. Agora, você imagine esta combinação: sol de verão durante 1 mês seguido + Lagoa de Araruama (com MUIIIITO sal) + Rayito de Sol = Fernanda pretinha, pretinha...rs...Eu parecia uma índia!&lt;br /&gt;Bom, o Rayito dá uma pintada na pele no início e, quando você toma banho, metade do produto sai na água, mas acho que ele já vale pelo cheirinho gostoso. Cheirinho de infância e, claro, de Anos 80!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2428033437514989814?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2428033437514989814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheirinho-de-praia-e-de-anos-80.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2428033437514989814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2428033437514989814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheirinho-de-praia-e-de-anos-80.html' title='Cheirinho de praia e de Anos 80'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SbpJEGPtg4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/K8Jz-FAwuOU/s72-c/rayuito.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-3427249351949192093</id><published>2009-03-12T08:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:05:49.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não esqueça a minha Caloi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sbj6lRAzOnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zlRovPh3x6U/s1600-h/nao_esqueca_a_minha_caloi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312271278612363890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sbj6lRAzOnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zlRovPh3x6U/s400/nao_esqueca_a_minha_caloi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Essa propaganda, que vinha em revistinhas infantis, virou o pesadelo de muitos pais e dizia assim: "Recorte este bilhetinho e entregue para o papai. Se ele difarçar e fingir que não viu, passe num revendedor Caloi, pegue mais bilhetinhos e espalhe pela casa inteira. Alguém vai acabar encontrando um bilhetinho e aí você ganha a bicicleta Calói que você quer"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-3427249351949192093?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/3427249351949192093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-esqueca-minha-caloi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3427249351949192093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3427249351949192093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/03/nao-esqueca-minha-caloi.html' title='Não esqueça a minha Caloi!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Sbj6lRAzOnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zlRovPh3x6U/s72-c/nao_esqueca_a_minha_caloi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7189799514702650539</id><published>2009-02-28T18:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:46:21.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Revistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SamwQYdXNSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZytcjXyBbZ4/s1600-h/amiga"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307967431322842402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 341px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SamwQYdXNSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZytcjXyBbZ4/s400/amiga" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-fOhxtI/AAAAAAAAAXA/O2V4P6xsYKg/s1600-h/4470_querida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307967123902023378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-fOhxtI/AAAAAAAAAXA/O2V4P6xsYKg/s400/4470_querida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-XxtKkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/a14W1f5gdXk/s1600-h/CARINHO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307967121902086722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-XxtKkI/AAAAAAAAAW4/a14W1f5gdXk/s400/CARINHO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-b_xCuI/AAAAAAAAAWw/K8sx4CMGSNU/s1600-h/CariciaThierryFernanda01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307967123034802914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-b_xCuI/AAAAAAAAAWw/K8sx4CMGSNU/s400/CariciaThierryFernanda01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-H1qfhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Vx1cv2YDyps/s1600-h/CAPRICHO(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307967117623721490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-H1qfhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Vx1cv2YDyps/s400/CAPRICHO(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-BedsWI/AAAAAAAAAWg/vn3IB9rph-A/s1600-h/4470_revdestino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307967115915800930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/Samv-BedsWI/AAAAAAAAAWg/vn3IB9rph-A/s400/4470_revdestino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7189799514702650539?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7189799514702650539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/revistas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7189799514702650539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7189799514702650539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/revistas.html' title='Revistas'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SamwQYdXNSI/AAAAAAAAAXI/ZytcjXyBbZ4/s72-c/amiga' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-4477714050709411423</id><published>2009-02-27T18:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:51:45.430-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Caixa registradora!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SahfZI_qeDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dCyp1faBbAs/s1600-h/caixa+registradora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307597046372005938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SahfZI_qeDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dCyp1faBbAs/s400/caixa+registradora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Este é um brinquedo que eu adoraria ter tido na infância. A "Caixa Registradora" fez muito sucesso entre as crianças daquela época, seja para brincar de supermercado ou de escritório, como era o meu caso...rs&lt;br /&gt;A minha vizinha do andar de baixo tinha um e nós duas inventávamos que tínhamos um importante escritório. Era conta pra cá, conta pra lá, dinheirinho de mentira..Esta maquininha tinha até a bobina para a notinha fiscal e a gavetinha do dinheiro. Muito legal e bem bolado! Nunca a esqueci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-4477714050709411423?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/4477714050709411423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/caixa-registradora.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4477714050709411423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4477714050709411423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/caixa-registradora.html' title='Caixa registradora!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SahfZI_qeDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/dCyp1faBbAs/s72-c/caixa+registradora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-3816964803794797391</id><published>2009-02-22T09:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:02:09.378-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Walkman Sony Sports!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SaFMAz3rk_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/eaOMP6xDTZw/s1600-h/walkman_sony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305605412826616818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SaFMAz3rk_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/eaOMP6xDTZw/s400/walkman_sony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quando ainda não imaginávamos o que viria a ser um iPod, nos divertíamos ouvindo nossas fitinhas cassete em um walkman como esse. Eu e minha irmã ganhamos um modelo amarelo do Papai Noel..rs &lt;div&gt;Era o "must" poder carregar as nossas gravações pra cima e pra baixo, ouvir no carro, na praia, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uaaaau! rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-3816964803794797391?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/3816964803794797391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/walkman-sony-sports.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3816964803794797391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3816964803794797391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/walkman-sony-sports.html' title='Walkman Sony Sports!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SaFMAz3rk_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/eaOMP6xDTZw/s72-c/walkman_sony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-6220640456145868630</id><published>2009-02-21T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:51:56.228-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BATE E ENROLA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SaCEiMVQ1AI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uMpXDag0S7I/s1600-h/bate_enrola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305386084003271682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SaCEiMVQ1AI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uMpXDag0S7I/s320/bate_enrola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BATE E ENROLA, lembram?&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma "febre" dos camelôs e papelarias na década de 80.&lt;br /&gt;Para quem não se lembra, tratava-se de uma aparente régua. Mas quando você a batia no pulso, rapidamente ela enrolava toda no seu braço e virava uma pulseira "fashion".&lt;br /&gt;Eu tinha uma igualzinha a da foto, mas acho que era de outra cor, se não me engano. É, minha memória também falha de vez em quando...rs&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, eu tive vários "BATE E ENROLA!".  E você, teve o seu?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-6220640456145868630?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/6220640456145868630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/bate-e-enrola.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6220640456145868630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6220640456145868630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/bate-e-enrola.html' title='BATE E ENROLA!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SaCEiMVQ1AI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uMpXDag0S7I/s72-c/bate_enrola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5929555613636054885</id><published>2009-02-17T08:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T08:28:29.883-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Snif-Snif</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303726551579485602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZqfMsSz5aI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iWGxPN8LFJM/s400/snifsnif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Snif Snif (Estrela). Com cara de “pidão”, esse cachorro de tecido era perfeito para se dormir agarradinho. Abaixo, o modelo de tecido que vinha com certificado de propriedade (ao fundo) e a versão em miniatura de plástico, o Snifinho, lançado em 1986.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amava o meu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5929555613636054885?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5929555613636054885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/snif-snif.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5929555613636054885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5929555613636054885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/snif-snif.html' title='Snif-Snif'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZqfMsSz5aI/AAAAAAAAAVY/iWGxPN8LFJM/s72-c/snifsnif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-8144341533202755447</id><published>2009-02-15T16:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:45:08.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlatados japoneses - Jaspion X Changeman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZh0yxpf_zI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/7VlqFQm99_0/s1600-h/chang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303116976898441010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZh0yxpf_zI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/7VlqFQm99_0/s400/chang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mais do que ser paquita (até porque eu sou morena e nunca seria escolhida pela Xuxa...rs) ou virar Angeliquete - assistente de palco da Angélica, meu sonho era ser uma "Changeman"...rs...&lt;br /&gt;Aos 8, 9 anos (1988, 1989) eu era completamente apaixonada pelos enlatados japoneses que a TV Manchete exibia durante o programa Clube da Criança.&lt;br /&gt;Jaspion foi o primeiro, seguido dos Changeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquela época era muito difícil comprar qualquer coisa que não fosse fabricada no Brasil, então o máximo que tive foi uma máscara da Change Fênix, personagem que mais gostava! Todas as meninas preferiam a Change Mermaid porque ela era bonita, meiga e tinha uma sereia como simbolo. Mas eu gostava mesmo era da Change Fênix! A japonesinha era abusada, meio briguenta, dançava feito espanhola e tinha o símbolo da Fênix, que simboliza algo que adoro: o ressurgir das cinzas! Não deve ser por acaso que tatuei uma fênix em minhas costas há 2 anos...rs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZh0y2hpKzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/tTQc6JXcznU/s1600-h/jaspion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303116978207664946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZh0y2hpKzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/tTQc6JXcznU/s400/jaspion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Jaspion, por sua vez, também era o máximo! Tinha uma robô linda como fiel escudeira e um bichinho de estimação cheio de espetos nas costas, que era uma graça! Quem não lembra da Mya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a época, os seriados até que eram bem feitos e cheio de efeitos especiais, monstros gigantes e ótimas histórias!&lt;br /&gt;Ao colocar os vídeos me peguei cantando a abertura do Jaspion em japonês inteirinha! O tempo passa, mas certas coisas ficam para sempre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abertura do Jaspion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RMksTRfFWRU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abertura dos Changeman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VyQSh_SqIx8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change Fênix em ação! Linda! rs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i8w57GQCoBk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-8144341533202755447?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/8144341533202755447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/enlatados-japoneses-jaspion-x-changeman.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8144341533202755447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8144341533202755447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/enlatados-japoneses-jaspion-x-changeman.html' title='Enlatados japoneses - Jaspion X Changeman'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZh0yxpf_zI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/7VlqFQm99_0/s72-c/chang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-572925563996995281</id><published>2009-02-13T13:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:53:45.561-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Microfone da Xuxa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZWjW47AtWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cPzA1nnb_50/s1600-h/4470_Microfone%20da%20Xuxa_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302323749930972514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZWjW47AtWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cPzA1nnb_50/s400/4470_Microfone%2520da%2520Xuxa_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZWjWpzMULI/AAAAAAAAAU4/UxwNhWYLlbQ/s1600-h/4470_Microfone%20da%20Xuxa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302323745871646898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZWjWpzMULI/AAAAAAAAAU4/UxwNhWYLlbQ/s400/4470_Microfone%2520da%2520Xuxa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sem dúvida, um dos brinquedos que mais gostei na minha infância feliz. Adorava o microfone da Xuxa! Ele era idêntico ao da apresentadora e tinha um botão que fazia acender o nariz vermelho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acho que nessa época a minha vocação para o jornalismo já começava a ser despertada, até porque eu não gostava muito da Xuxa e preferia a Angélica, minha "ídola" quando criança. Eu usava esse microfone para entrevistar todo mundo e me sentia a própria Fátima Bernardes nos tempos de repórter do RJTV! rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-572925563996995281?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/572925563996995281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/microfone-da-xuxa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/572925563996995281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/572925563996995281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/microfone-da-xuxa.html' title='Microfone da Xuxa'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SZWjW47AtWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cPzA1nnb_50/s72-c/4470_Microfone%2520da%2520Xuxa_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5280336134011719568</id><published>2009-02-07T14:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:02:45.699-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasma ou apenas papelão?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SY3MBgq0llI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_En9ghF3h14/s1600-h/solteiroes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300116662806419026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SY3MBgq0llI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_En9ghF3h14/s400/solteiroes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SY3MBm7PEiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UkdwM-f5ncI/s1600-h/cartaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300116664485876258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SY3MBm7PEiI/AAAAAAAAAUo/UkdwM-f5ncI/s400/cartaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O filme "Três Solteirões e Um Bebê", lançado em 1987, fez muito sucesso e também provocou um grande interesse do público por causa de uma cena. Nela, muitos diziam ser possível observar o espírito de um menino atrás de uma cortina. Havia boatos de que a criança morava ali e teria morrido após se jogar da janela. Pressionados, os produtores foram obrigados a esclarecer o assunto. Eles disseram que, na verdade, não tratava-se de um "fantasma", e sim de uma figura de papelão, em tamanho real, que foi deixada por engano atrás da cortina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opinião minha: vendo a tal imagem de papelão, nota-se que ela é completamente diferente da que aparece no filme. Inclusive, no filme a gente percebe que é uma criança que está atrás da cortina. Já o boneco de papelão é um homem adulto e com roupas completamente diferentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E você, o que acha? Segue a cena para que você tire suas conclusões!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NpfdaC3hXOc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5280336134011719568?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5280336134011719568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/fantasma-ou-apenas-papelao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5280336134011719568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5280336134011719568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/02/fantasma-ou-apenas-papelao.html' title='Fantasma ou apenas papelão?'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SY3MBgq0llI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_En9ghF3h14/s72-c/solteiroes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2525946639923121291</id><published>2009-01-31T16:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T17:02:48.260-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brincos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adesivos'/><title type='text'>É brega, mas eu "gostcho"!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYSr4QkAxQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gPOccBWxons/s1600-h/Brinco+de+Adesivos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297548044701582594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYSr4QkAxQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gPOccBWxons/s400/Brinco+de+Adesivos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que falar desses brincos de adesivo que fizeram tanto sucesso na década de 80? Eu tinha uma cartela exatamente igual a da primeira foto e mudava de brinco diariamente..rs &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297548042031341650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYSr4GnYIFI/AAAAAAAAAUY/34is7liiqNM/s400/Brinco+de+figurinha+02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade é que eu só furei a orelha em 1992, aos 11 anos, então esses brinquinhos eram uma ótima opção. No entanto, muita gente que tinha furo também comprava e achava o máximo! Outras pessoas, quando queriam inovar, usavam os brincos para fazer um "look" indiano. Os camelôs eram os maiores vendedores, mas você encontrava as cartelinhas em tudo quanto é lojinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É sério, pessoal! Os brinquinhos de adesivo foram o "must" nos Anos 80. E aí, encararia hoje em dia? Eu não! rs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2525946639923121291?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2525946639923121291/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/e-brega-mas-eu-gostcho.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2525946639923121291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2525946639923121291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/e-brega-mas-eu-gostcho.html' title='É brega, mas eu &quot;gostcho&quot;!!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYSr4QkAxQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/gPOccBWxons/s72-c/Brinco+de+Adesivos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-8421672924851271756</id><published>2009-01-30T13:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T14:07:35.894-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inglês'/><title type='text'>O Sonho de Talita e a Turma do Big Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYMvr6LExVI/AAAAAAAAATw/ExvXY4zRsH4/s1600-h/talita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297130018114422098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYMvr6LExVI/AAAAAAAAATw/ExvXY4zRsH4/s400/talita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vendo o blog do meu chefe e amigo, Alexandre, (&lt;a href="http://freakshowbusiness.com/"&gt;http://freakshowbusiness.com/&lt;/a&gt;), lembrei de alguns livros de colégio que ADORAVA na década de 80! Acho que quase todas as crianças daquela época foram alfabetizadas com a famosa cartilha "O Sonho de Talita". E e era tradição no meu colégio fazer uma peça de teatro sobre a história. Eu e minha irmã fomos a personagem "Dadá" (que tinha um enorme laçarote na cabeça), vocês lembram? Aliás, vocês sabem se o livro ainda é fabricado? Queria guardar um!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYMvr2g8NpI/AAAAAAAAATo/bHOUehSX5aM/s1600-h/Book.bigbirdsyellowbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297130017132394130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYMvr2g8NpI/AAAAAAAAATo/bHOUehSX5aM/s400/Book.bigbirdsyellowbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outros livros que curtia muito no colégio eram do "Big Bird's e a Turma do Cookie Monster". Fabricados pela "Oxford", possuiam muitos desenhos e histórias desta turminha que fez tanto sucesso no Brasil. Eu tive os dois deste post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei achar um outro livro de inglês que gostava muito: "Look and Listen and Learn", com histórias sobre os irmãos Sandy e Sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda tenho o livro em casa. Vou pegá-lo e coloco a foto aqui depois. Na internet não encontrei nada a respeito. Uma pena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYMvr38vYDI/AAAAAAAAATg/NqXQDj8c3vc/s1600-h/Book.cookiemonstersbluebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297130017517428786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYMvr38vYDI/AAAAAAAAATg/NqXQDj8c3vc/s400/Book.cookiemonstersbluebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-8421672924851271756?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/8421672924851271756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-sonho-de-talita-e-turma-do-big-bird.html#comment-form' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8421672924851271756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8421672924851271756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-sonho-de-talita-e-turma-do-big-bird.html' title='O Sonho de Talita e a Turma do Big Bird'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYMvr6LExVI/AAAAAAAAATw/ExvXY4zRsH4/s72-c/talita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-243788169262459384</id><published>2009-01-29T13:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:26:40.278-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chaveiro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='botões'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinquedo'/><title type='text'>Puf! Craft! Iôn-iôn! Triiiiiiim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYHXBNGvonI/AAAAAAAAATY/n0Mo3htFIrk/s1600-h/chaveiro.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296751052462203506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYHXBNGvonI/AAAAAAAAATY/n0Mo3htFIrk/s400/chaveiro.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que atire a primeira pedra quem não teve um CHAVEIRO MUSICAL ou nunca ouviu falar! Em determinado ano da década de 80 (não lembro bem qual), as ruas se transformaram em um verdadeiro show de bombas, telefones tocando, sirenes de polícia..Não entendeu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É porque em cada esquina - pelo menos aqui no Rio de Janeiro - existia um camelô vendendo o tal chaveiro musical. E é CLARO que, para atrair a clientela infantil, eles apertavam todos os botões coloridos do brinquedinho e disputavam entre si...rs&lt;br /&gt;Para quem não sabe, cada botão do chaveiro fazia um barulho diferente. Tinha sirene, telefone tocando, bomba explodindo...&lt;br /&gt;O que importa é que o marketing dos camelôs funcionou direitinho comigo porque rapidamente comprei o meu...rs..O barato era tentar apertar TODOS os botões ao mesmo tempo e BEM rápido! Adorava! Já meus pais...rs&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo&lt;br /&gt;Fer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYHWVMTDJyI/AAAAAAAAATI/AZD9S9_mI_w/s1600-h/chaveiro.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-243788169262459384?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/243788169262459384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/puf-craft-ion-ion-triiiiiiim.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/243788169262459384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/243788169262459384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/puf-craft-ion-ion-triiiiiiim.html' title='Puf! Craft! Iôn-iôn! Triiiiiiim!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYHXBNGvonI/AAAAAAAAATY/n0Mo3htFIrk/s72-c/chaveiro.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-4747475223657537470</id><published>2009-01-28T14:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:55:26.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, você venceu: batata frita!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCgCUnSKcI/AAAAAAAAATA/aaghnNBrQyQ/s1600-h/eu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296409123541363138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCgCUnSKcI/AAAAAAAAATA/aaghnNBrQyQ/s320/eu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se alguém me obrigasse a escolher um ÚNICO alimento para comer nos meus próximos 50 anos no café, almoço, lanche e jantar, ficaria tentada a optar por aquele que mais AMO na vida: batata frita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possivelmente, eu nem estaria viva daqui a 50 anos pra contar história, já que meu corpo seria inundado por uma quantidade considerável de gordura trans e sucumbiria..rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o fato é que hoje em dia eu - INFELIZMENTE - nem como mais o meu acompanhamento predileto (engorda, faz mal à saúde, dá espinha, enfim...), mas na infância eu comi o que pude!&lt;br /&gt;Nos Anos 80 eu minha família morávamos no Leblon e, além do "Gordon", a única lanchonete de fast food que existia era o "Bob's, localizado na Rua Garcia D'Ávila, em Ipanema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCfzMt1RiI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ODSBhNRo4Nc/s1600-h/BorrachaPersonagem_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296408863723308578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCfzMt1RiI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ODSBhNRo4Nc/s320/BorrachaPersonagem_006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Bob's sempre dava uns brindezinhos que eu adorava. Certa vez, em um aniversário de um coleguinha do prédio (foto deste post -1985), ganhei um pequeno portarretrato (nossa, que estranha essa nova ortografia..rs) com a fotinho do ursinho mascote.&lt;br /&gt;Também ganhei, ao comprar um lanche qualquer, borrachinhas com o desenho do mesmo ursinho. Eram uma graça! Vocês lembram?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCaj783p-I/AAAAAAAAASo/_c8hdPEbaq4/s1600-h/logo_1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296403103966799842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCaj783p-I/AAAAAAAAASo/_c8hdPEbaq4/s320/logo_1980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não ia sempre ao Bob's, mas ainda tenho outras recordações, como o letreiro da porta - vermelho e branco - e o símbolo do urso com um lenço no pescoço. Sempre passava na porta, já que estudava ao lado, no colégio Chapeuzinho Vermelho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A marca "Bob's" evoluiu e surgiram várias, dezenas, centenas de outras lanchonetes por aí. A qualidade dos seus produtos ainda é muito contestada e comparada a do MC Donald's. Mas vai dizer que algo se compara ao milkshake de Ovomaltine? Duvido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCaJJXU9XI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CB0m4Gp8tow/s1600-h/logo_2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296402643710965106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCaJJXU9XI/AAAAAAAAASQ/CB0m4Gp8tow/s320/logo_2000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Também acho que, apesar das falhas (batatas murchas e verdes, atendimento demorado, etc), devemos dar um voto de confiança ao Bob's, já que - além de ser brasileiro - resistiu ao tempo e foi a primeira lanchonete a matar a nossa vontade de comer aquela "besteirinha"...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por mais que o tempo passe, nada apaga da minha memória a lembrança do cheirinho de gordura que sentia quando passava na porta a caminho da escola, bem cedinho! É claro que não era nada agradável, mas fez parte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste post coloquei uma foto minha (com a minha irmã) em um aniversário no Bob's, em 1985. Vocês também podem ver como era a marca nos Anos 80 e como ficou. E é claro que não poderia esquecer de lembrar do ursinho. Aí está a borrachinha que vinha de brinde no lanche!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-4747475223657537470?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/4747475223657537470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-voce-venceu-batata-frita.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4747475223657537470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4747475223657537470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-voce-venceu-batata-frita.html' title='Ok, você venceu: batata frita!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SYCgCUnSKcI/AAAAAAAAATA/aaghnNBrQyQ/s72-c/eu2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7353235620084200109</id><published>2009-01-27T12:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:50:21.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pipoca, cinema Severiano Ribeiro e Sessão da Tarde!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SX9NkqTmhwI/AAAAAAAAARg/dRNlxt3GBKY/s1600-h/curtindoavidaadoidado_1986_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296036979038127874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SX9NkqTmhwI/AAAAAAAAARg/dRNlxt3GBKY/s320/curtindoavidaadoidado_1986_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como quase tudo da época, alguns filmes também ficaram registrados com riqueza de detalhes em minha memória! Mas aposto que isso vale para muita gente, afinal quem não se lembra de clássicos como "A Lagoa Azul" (com a linda Brooke Shields), "Flashdance", "Curtindo a Vida Adoidado", "A Garota de Rosa Shocking (Pretty in Pink)", "Quero ser Grande (e a cena clássica de Tom Hanks no piano), "Indiana Jones", "Top Gun", "De volta para o Futuro", "Karatê Kid", "Procura-se Susan Desesperadamente", "Footloose" e tantos outros? Particularmente, eu amava e continuo amando todos eles. Não só pela história, mas principalmente pelas trilhas, que eram fantásticas. Sempre que ia à discoteca tentava copiar as coreografias e imitar o estilo das atrizes da época. Lembro de um aniversário meu na discoteca "Mikonos" (se não me engano em 1987) e eu parei a pista ao tentar reproduzir a coreografia final de "Flashdance"...Que mico...rs...Também recordo de um outro aniversário no mesmo lugar e, dias antes da festa, cismei que a minha roupa deveria ter as luvinhas pretas que a Madonna usava no filme "Procura-se Susan Desesperadamente". Imagine se naquela época você acharia luvas pretas e rendadas facilmente em qualquer esquina. A solução foi a minha tia encomendar as tais luvas a uma costureira...rs..Mas arrasei..rs&lt;br /&gt;Espero que curtam os trechos e clipes desses clássicos! Amo todos, todos, todos!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8id_cSHSK1c&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procura-se Susan ou Desperately Seeking Susan(trailer original, em inglês)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tIyrsEBXh-M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tIyrsEBXh-M&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trailer em inglês - The Blue Lagoon (A Lagoa Azul). LINDO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9MR7Zw5y8Y&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Flashdance"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hQOShN1CvaY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ratinho Fievel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TSdN7-qMsjM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Footloose" (clipe original MUITO legal. Detalhe para as "polainas"..rs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nwBbMXYDsXw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Curtindo a Vida Adoidado"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Giih376UxBY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Goonies" (trailer original)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWgc8Ute2tU&amp;amp;hl=" width="480" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Indiana Jones" (traile original)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O4zD6Nm_ce4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quero ser grande" (cena do piano na loja de brinquedos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZRPM1Fn-Aw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Karatê Kid" (cena final)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4NfkH3Q4JOQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Cetera - Glory of Love (música-tema do filme "Karatê Kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CFeXNmkwVoM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"De volta para o Futuro" (trailer dublado)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5gPF5vraNA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7353235620084200109?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7353235620084200109/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/pipoca-cinema-severiano-ribeiro-e.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7353235620084200109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7353235620084200109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/pipoca-cinema-severiano-ribeiro-e.html' title='Pipoca, cinema Severiano Ribeiro e Sessão da Tarde!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SX9NkqTmhwI/AAAAAAAAARg/dRNlxt3GBKY/s72-c/curtindoavidaadoidado_1986_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7792277047252640895</id><published>2009-01-24T17:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:08:20.532-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80 RPM'/><title type='text'>Revoluções Por Minuto ou simplesmente: RPM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXt341XXk4I/AAAAAAAAARA/eKZUmK68k3I/s1600-h/RPM-AoVivo_E-Max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294957605185622914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXt341XXk4I/AAAAAAAAARA/eKZUmK68k3I/s320/RPM-AoVivo_E-Max.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eu tinha 5 anos e, como disse em outra ocasião, já nessa época era muito influenciada pelos gostos musicais da minha irmã e também da geração, claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar da pouca idade fui completamente contaminada pela "febre" do RPM, banda brasileira de maior sucesso nos Anos 80.&lt;br /&gt;É claro que quem comprava as fitas e discos era a minha irmã, mas o som do rock me agradava. Eu adorava, aliás! E é CLARO que não não gostava do grupo por causa do Paulo Ricardo, que era considerado um sex symbol. Era pequena demais, né? rs Realmente ficava doida pra dançar quando ouvia o som do teclado eletrônico do Luis Schiavon! Era impossível ficar parada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembro bem do meu aniversário de 5 anos lá em casa (tema dos Ursinhos Carinhosos..rs) e eu chamei uma coleguinha e minha irmã chamou também as suas melhores amigas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na festa só deu RPM! Meu pai filmou esse aniversário, que guardo bem na memória - principalmente um dos momentos: eu com um pirulito na mão, olhando para a câmera e dançando sem parar ao som de "Revoluções por Minuto"! Ah, é claro que não posso esquecer do figurino da minha irmã: uma blusa inteirinha de paetê azul!!! Última moda! rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, neste post coloquei um pouco da história do RPM e todo o Globo Repórter de 1986 sobre o sucesso do RPM. Ah, antes que falem da minha "memória de elefante", SIM eu lembro deste programa. Meu pai até gravou para que eu e minha irmã pudéssemos assistir depois. Passou tarde demais e a gente acordava muito cedo...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos com saudades desse tempo BOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Revoluções por Minuto (também conhecida somente por RPM) era um grupo de rock brasileiro surgido em 1985, tendo sido um dos mais populares do país nos anos de 1986 e 1987. Foi um dos grupos mais bem sucedidos da história da música brasileira. Na segunda metade dos Anos 80 conseguiram bater todos os recordes de vendagens da industria fonográfica brasileira. &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/RPM_(banda)#Hist.C3.B3ria"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras canções de sucesso foram "Olhar 43", "A Cruz e A Espada" e a música que batizara a banda que ali nascia: "Revoluções por Minuto".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1985: Revoluções por Minuto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mês de maio chega às lojas Revoluções Por Minuto, no vácuo de um país ainda perplexo com a morte de Tancredo Neves. O misto de paixão platônica e pretensa declaração de amor de "Olhar 43" emplaca nas rádios e abre caminho para que outras faixas, mais politizadas e/ou conceituais, façam o mesmo. As faixas do disco tratam também de temas como política internacional e transformações sócio-econômicas. Um elemento estranho são os climas soturnos dos arranjos de Luiz Schiavon. O sucesso do álbum é tanto que o RPM emplaca rapidamente uma sequência de hits no rádio (oito entre as onze faixas do álbum) e chega à marca de 100.000 LP's vendidos (disco de ouro). Revoluções por Minuto chegou a vender 300 mil cópias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="1986:_R.C3.A1dio_Pirata_Ao_Vivo" name="1986:_R.C3.A1dio_Pirata_Ao_Vivo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1986: Rádio Pirata Ao Vivo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo depois dos primeiros shows de divulgação, o RPM fecha contrato com o megaempresário Manoel Poladian que procurava uma banda em ascensão no rock brasileiro para o seu elenco de artistas platinados de MPB. Os costumeiros palcos das danceterias são trocados por uma megaprodução, com direito a Ney Matogrosso assinando luz e direção, canhões de raio laser e multidões espremidas em ginásios e estádios. A esta altura, Paulo Ricardo já é sex symbol: estampa diversas capas de revistas e enloquece garotas histéricas.&lt;br /&gt;Sem “futuros hits” na manga e para manter a banda em alta, Poladian, músicos e gravadora lançam em julho de 1986, um novo álbum, com parte do registro de dois shows da histórica turnê. O repertório de Rádio Pirata Ao Vivo traz quatro gravações inéditas (sendo duas covers) e cinco faixas de Revoluções Por Minuto. As vendas de Rádio Pirata Ao Vivo disparam e chegam a 2,2 milhões. O RPM transforma-se na banda de maior vendedagem da indústria fonográfica nacional até então.&lt;br /&gt;As coisas ficaram tensas, no entanto, quando Paulo Ricardo passou a ser conhecido apenas como "sex symbol" e começou a ser procurado e visto por jornalistas e fãs como se fosse modelo e não músico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="1987:_A_primeira_Separa.C3.A7.C3.A3o" name="1987:_A_primeira_Separa.C3.A7.C3.A3o"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1987: A primeira Separação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo com todo o sucesso no Brasil e em outros países, o RPM que, em 1986, havia se tornado até álbum de figurinhas, passava por uma situação difícil com muitos prejuízos. O fracasso do projeto RPM Discos, um selo próprio do grupo, acabou causando conflitos entre seus integrantes. Ainda em 1987 chegaram a anunciar a separação oficial do grupo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RPM Globo Repórter 1986 parte 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yw5TODJfV7A&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RPM Globo Repórter 1986 parte 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MKtDVfENGxU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RPM Globo Repórter 1986 parte 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a0OfP6EzY0Y&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RPM Globo Repórter 1986 parte 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrUvfFfqtJc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RPM Globo Repórter 1986 parte 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFDqRV3OaQw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MFDqRV3OaQw&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7792277047252640895?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7792277047252640895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/revolues-por-minuto-ou-simplesmente-rpm.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7792277047252640895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7792277047252640895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/revolues-por-minuto-ou-simplesmente-rpm.html' title='Revoluções Por Minuto ou simplesmente: RPM!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXt341XXk4I/AAAAAAAAARA/eKZUmK68k3I/s72-c/RPM-AoVivo_E-Max.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-8428879657418640177</id><published>2009-01-21T19:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:29:35.588-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Intervalo da Rede Globo -1988 (Sessão da Tarde)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lli6h1-XnX0&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adoro rever antigas propagandas e prestar atenção em cada detalhe: textos, figurinos, cenários, trilha sonora...Como as coisas mudam, não é mesmo?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Neste post coloquei um intervalo inteirinho da Sessão da Tarde de 1988 (TV Globo). Tem comercial de Pomarola, Hellman's, Tang, Nescau e outros bem legais!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Este é o primeiro de uma série de intervalos que publicarei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beijos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-8428879657418640177?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/8428879657418640177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/intervalo-da-rede-globo-1988-sesso-da.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8428879657418640177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/8428879657418640177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/intervalo-da-rede-globo-1988-sesso-da.html' title='Intervalo da Rede Globo -1988 (Sessão da Tarde)'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5665805618728158010</id><published>2009-01-19T11:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:17:02.127-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eletrofone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXSZRcW17RI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/LulBHQ6lPzY/s1600-h/eletrofone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293023987016002834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXSZRcW17RI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/LulBHQ6lPzY/s320/eletrofone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXSZRV6fiyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/S21fXQjTV-4/s1600-h/img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293023985286482722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXSZRV6fiyI/AAAAAAAAAQw/S21fXQjTV-4/s320/img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXSY5LXuQwI/AAAAAAAAAQg/jSSIkH22VE8/s1600-h/eletrofone.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Converse de homem pra homem com seu pai. Diga a ele que você já está na idade de ter um eletrofone só seu!"&lt;br /&gt;É, o tempo realmente passa! rs&lt;br /&gt;No Mercado Livre é possível encontrar essas "raridades" por pouco mais de R$ 200.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXSY5r6bpdI/AAAAAAAAAQo/g-OZrWkxwwQ/s1600-h/img.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5665805618728158010?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5665805618728158010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/eletrofone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5665805618728158010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5665805618728158010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/eletrofone.html' title='Eletrofone'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SXSZRcW17RI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/LulBHQ6lPzY/s72-c/eletrofone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-858155112975107106</id><published>2009-01-15T18:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:26:41.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Poliópticon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SW-pkhC0U1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hylntLkG7ow/s1600-h/4470_poliopticon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291634531994194770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SW-pkhC0U1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hylntLkG7ow/s320/4470_poliopticon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esse era MUITO legal! Minha irmã teve um e eu tirava umas "casquinhas"...rs&lt;br /&gt;Era um kit para você montar dez instrumentos ópticos, como luneta, telescópio, binóculo e vários outros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez muito sucesso quando lançado! Lembram? rs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-858155112975107106?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/858155112975107106/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/polipticon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/858155112975107106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/858155112975107106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/polipticon.html' title='Poliópticon'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SW-pkhC0U1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hylntLkG7ow/s72-c/4470_poliopticon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-6103884749665763046</id><published>2009-01-14T10:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T13:34:54.190-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walkie talkie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinquedo'/><title type='text'>Walkie Talkie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SW4TivOUNYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zIW-F-nQsTY/s1600-h/4470_walkietalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291188099719902594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SW4TivOUNYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zIW-F-nQsTY/s320/4470_walkietalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tive um desses, igualzinho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem já brincou de walkie talkie? Eu adorava! Era uma diversão pegar o elevador e descer, só pra ver se a pessoa te ouvia lá de cima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naquela época, celular só em filme...rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-6103884749665763046?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/6103884749665763046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/walkie-talkie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6103884749665763046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6103884749665763046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/walkie-talkie.html' title='Walkie Talkie'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SW4TivOUNYI/AAAAAAAAAQI/zIW-F-nQsTY/s72-c/4470_walkietalk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7423651294053719757</id><published>2009-01-11T14:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:56:54.273-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autógrafo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandeirantes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Topo Gigio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Foto autografada do Topo Gigio - 1987</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWowDcaYJMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6rJYd0dAXqs/s1600-h/DSC01110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290093548024636610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWowDcaYJMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6rJYd0dAXqs/s320/DSC01110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWowCxIZwtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AMBpq9VXMWg/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290093536406520530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWowCxIZwtI/AAAAAAAAAP4/AMBpq9VXMWg/s320/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que orgulho...rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta é a minha foto autografada pelo Topo Gigio, que ganhei aos 6 anos! É isso mesmo..rs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em 1987, o famoso ratinho teve um programa na Rede Bandeirantes (contracenava com o ator Dick Petraglia, atualmente conhecido como Ricardo Petraglia) e foi um enorme sucesso entre as crianças!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certa vez, Topo Gigio disse que mandaria uma fotinho autografada para quem escrevesse uma cartinha. É claro que não perdi tempo e fiz a minha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sei quantas semanas depois meu pai foi à TV buscar o meu autógrafo, que guardo até hoje com muito carinho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não é pra qualquer um...rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7423651294053719757?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7423651294053719757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/foto-autografada-do-topo-gigio-1987.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7423651294053719757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7423651294053719757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/foto-autografada-do-topo-gigio-1987.html' title='Foto autografada do Topo Gigio - 1987'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWowDcaYJMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/6rJYd0dAXqs/s72-c/DSC01110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5445670036333042682</id><published>2009-01-11T14:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:41:40.168-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infância'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boticário'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colônia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Botica'/><title type='text'>Colônia infantil d'O Boticário</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWosogBXSgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sa4m8ZrNpk8/s1600-h/DSC01119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290089786602113538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWosogBXSgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sa4m8ZrNpk8/s320/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Essa foto resume o CHEIRO DOS ANOS 80 para mim ou o aroma da minha infância!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse é o perfume que usei durante muitos e muitos anos diariamente, principalmente para ir ao colégio.&lt;br /&gt;A Colônia d'O Boticário tinha o desenho de um alquimista, chamado de "Doutor Botica".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além do perfume, era possível comprar o shampoo com o mesmo aroma, o condicionador e outros produtos da linha, especialmente para as crianças da minha geração.&lt;br /&gt;O Boticário parou de fabricar essa colônia há mais de 10 anos, mas sobrou um último frasco aqui em casa - com um restinho - e é este que está na foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma pena não existir mais mais porque, apesar de O Boticário ter lançando tantos produtos infantis, NENHUM se compara à famosa colônia, com seu cheirinho floral e inconfundível!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe não volta um dia? Já escrevi para a empresa anos atrás e me disseram que o produto saiu de linha porque alguns ingredientes que o compõem não foram mais encontrados com facilidade no Brasil e/ou ficaram caros demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então tá, né? A gente acredita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5445670036333042682?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5445670036333042682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/colnia-infantil-do-boticrio.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5445670036333042682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5445670036333042682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/colnia-infantil-do-boticrio.html' title='Colônia infantil d&apos;O Boticário'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWosogBXSgI/AAAAAAAAAPw/sa4m8ZrNpk8/s72-c/DSC01119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-4371291077912079817</id><published>2009-01-10T13:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:13:35.668-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitas Basf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Fitas Basf</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289697578083773954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjH69btbgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/B4ud-WYQ39U/s320/basf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ainda tenho pilhas e pilhas dessas fitinhas! &lt;p&gt;Sinônimo de qualidade, as fitas K-7 de música e vídeo popularizaram a BASF no Brasil e no mundo, mas pertencem ao passado. A multinacional alemã atua hoje em várias áreas, mas nenhum produto leva sua marca.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os produtos virgens para gravação foram os únicos da história da BASF a carregarem o nome da companhia como marca. Onde o consumidor pode encontrar hoje a BASF? Nas tintas Suvinil!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-4371291077912079817?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/4371291077912079817/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/fitas-basf.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4371291077912079817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/4371291077912079817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/fitas-basf.html' title='Fitas Basf'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjH69btbgI/AAAAAAAAAPo/B4ud-WYQ39U/s72-c/basf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5547541063232083140</id><published>2009-01-10T12:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:05:57.303-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tóxica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bolha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Bolha tóxica?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjFyZ9C4RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ae6wMkzvZvU/s1600-h/baloes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289695232097706258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjFyZ9C4RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ae6wMkzvZvU/s320/baloes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nos Anos 80, muitas mães proibiram seus filhos de brincar com este brinquedo porque achavam que ele era tóxico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era um tubo semelhante ao de uma pasta de dente e um canudo. Você pegava um pouco do conteúdo do tubo e colocava na ponta do canudo. Ao soprar, uma linda bolha se formava!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consigo lembrar do cheiro até hoje. Realmente era muito forte! Mas o legal é que a bolha não estourava tão facilmente quanto as de sabão e dava pra brincar bastante.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a dúvida permaneceu...rs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5547541063232083140?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5547541063232083140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/bolha-txica.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5547541063232083140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5547541063232083140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/bolha-txica.html' title='Bolha tóxica?'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjFyZ9C4RI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Ae6wMkzvZvU/s72-c/baloes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-1622704317875022401</id><published>2009-01-10T12:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:57:29.354-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caleidoscópio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinquedos'/><title type='text'>Caleidoscópio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjFCOdhNEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Vv22j5f5o74/s1600-h/Caleidosc%C3%B3pio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289694404378965058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjFCOdhNEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Vv22j5f5o74/s320/Caleidosc%25C3%25B3pio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Olhe no visor, gire a esfera e um número infinito de imagens de cores variadas vão se formando!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoraaaaava o meu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjE2KOc3TI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yzFeWYHCg9s/s1600-h/CaleidoscÃ³pio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjEr9cCmzI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Xt8_B4pKnuc/s1600-h/CaleidoscÃ³pio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-1622704317875022401?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/1622704317875022401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/caleidoscpio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1622704317875022401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1622704317875022401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/caleidoscpio.html' title='Caleidoscópio'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWjFCOdhNEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Vv22j5f5o74/s72-c/Caleidosc%25C3%25B3pio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-9092986181606712034</id><published>2009-01-10T12:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:17:24.934-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desenho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traço mágico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinquedo'/><title type='text'>Traço Mágico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWi62Mcja5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/kMGuc5GsmpA/s1600-h/lousa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289683202563337106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWi62Mcja5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/kMGuc5GsmpA/s320/lousa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traço Mágico era um brinquedo muito legal! Mas era muito difícil fazer um desenho inteiro (pelo menos, acho que nunca consegui fazer um...rs). Cada botão branco fazia o traço de um jeito e, conforme você o girava, o risco ia para um lado diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para apagar a criação bastava chacoalhar o Traço Mágico! E o que tinha dentro dele? Todos se perguntavam se era areia ou algum outro produto misterioso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-9092986181606712034?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/9092986181606712034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/trao-mgico.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/9092986181606712034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/9092986181606712034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/trao-mgico.html' title='Traço Mágico'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWi62Mcja5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/kMGuc5GsmpA/s72-c/lousa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-291596887919662455</id><published>2009-01-09T17:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:14:25.781-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lango lango'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infância'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boneca Eva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><title type='text'>Traumas de infância</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWe7MNnKUoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/8JHJElxq0xY/s1600-h/eva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289402105856676482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWe7MNnKUoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/8JHJElxq0xY/s320/eva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vocês lembram da boneca Eva? Era uma boneca loira que ficava deitada em estacionamentos, parques e que você podia andar por dentro dela e ver todos os seus órgãos. &lt;div&gt;A famosa Eva foi uma FEBRE nos Anos 80 e toda criança (e muito adulto também..rs) queria conhecê-la. A parte mais interessante era ver o bebê que ela carregava. Sim, Eva estava grávida e isso aumentava ainda mais a curiosidade das pessoas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este foi um dos meus traumas de infância...rsrs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui no Rio de Janeiro, a boneca Eva ficava no estacionamento do Barrashopping (na época em que a Barra da Tijuca era um deserto) ou no estacionamento do Tivoli Parque, na Lagoa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certa vez fui com meus pais até a Barra, mas acabamos voltando da entrada porque a fila dava voltas e voltas. Chorei muito e ficou apenas a recordação daqueles longos cabelos loiros que pude ver da janelinha do Fusca do meu pai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E vocês? Viram a boneca Eva? Valeu o meu trauma? rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWe6quGmnSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NPdmCCDpK4A/s1600-h/lango+lango[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289401530462936354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWe6quGmnSI/AAAAAAAAAOo/NPdmCCDpK4A/s320/lango+lango%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outro pequeno trauma que tive (nossa, quanto drama..rs) foi ter tido o meu boneco Lango-Lango quebrado pelo meu tio. Na época ele fazia boxe e, ao chegar lá em casa e ver o tal dinossauro lutador, se empolgou e deu fim aos bracinhos frágeis do brinquedo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adeus, Lango-Lango! Foi bom enquanto durou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-291596887919662455?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/291596887919662455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/traumas-de-infncia.html#comment-form' title='31 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/291596887919662455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/291596887919662455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/traumas-de-infncia.html' title='Traumas de infância'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWe7MNnKUoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/8JHJElxq0xY/s72-c/eva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-627632386565804965</id><published>2009-01-07T18:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:24:43.601-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sílvio Santos vem aí!!</title><content type='html'>Ícone dos Anos 80, para mim ele é "o cara" e sempre será o maior comunicador do país!&lt;br /&gt;O "dono do Baú" fez a minha alegria nos Anos 80 com tantos programas inesquecíveis. Adorava "Domingo no Parque", "Boa Noite, Cinderela", "Porta da Esperança", "Show de Calouros" (quando criança já era hábito assistir ao "Show" deitadinha na cama dos meus pais e com o ar-condicionado bem forte. É uma lembrança muiiito forte e que guardo até hoje), "Qual é a Música", "Roletrando" (naquela época ninguém fazia trocadilhos maldosos...rs) e tantos outros.&lt;br /&gt;Separei materiais bem interessantes daquela época, como o início da TVS, em 1981, e aberturas inesquecíveis! Recordar é viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abertura do programa Silvio Santos em 1981:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/91T7cgAzSCQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abertura do Show de Calouros:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Viwh42cWlCo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Início da Porta da Esperança:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/knxWC7dz20s&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Intervalo da programação - momento de fé (DUVIDO que lembrem...rs):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Gmjau8UbfA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boa noite Cinderela completo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QY5SFMBUjTY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sllvio Santos na Concessão do SBT (1981):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IpvpX0nnqkc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Domingo no Parque:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gV-aK3KMJxc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sílvio cai no tanque durante o Topa Tudo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NrBR8B3dlU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-627632386565804965?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/627632386565804965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/slvio-santos-vem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/627632386565804965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/627632386565804965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/slvio-santos-vem.html' title='Sílvio Santos vem aí!!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-5190353158816983085</id><published>2009-01-07T12:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:12:30.664-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicletes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claybom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cigarrinhos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biscoitos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorvetes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lollo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kibon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dulcora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guloseimas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nestlé'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buballo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elma Chips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creck'/><title type='text'>Hmmmmmmmm!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTK5Ht0eDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8vafxf2VeN0/s1600-h/4470_claybom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574945112389682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTK5Ht0eDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8vafxf2VeN0/s320/4470_claybom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preparei uma série de imagens de "guloseimas" que adorava na década de 80 e aposto que vocês também! :)&lt;br /&gt;Alguns produtos ainda existem, mas com embalagens diferentes e/ou algumas alterações nos ingredientes.&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer forma, ainda consigo lembrar BEM dos seus sabores e embalagens! Hmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margarina Claybom (que tinha a menininha de lacinhos e seu famoso "Nhac!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTK5HWmNGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/M2Ib0C7P1CA/s1600-h/zambinos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574945014985826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTK5HWmNGI/AAAAAAAAAOg/M2Ib0C7P1CA/s320/zambinos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biscoito de pizza Zambinos da Elma Chips (uma pena não existir mais, pois fazia muito sucesso e era deliciooooso).&lt;br /&gt;Se não me engano, ele voltou a ser produzido em algum momento, mas sumiu de vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKWjmafVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GJyOzW4LH1Q/s1600-h/pingpong.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574351302098258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKWjmafVI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GJyOzW4LH1Q/s320/pingpong.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chiclete Ping Pong dispensa comentários. Acho que foi o chiclete mais tradicional dos Anos 80. Nas versões tuti-fruti e hortelã, era duro e perdia o sabor rapidamente. Mas fazia muito sucesso, principalmente porque era baratinho, baratinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKVq1K6CI/AAAAAAAAAOA/5vrTuUoVBBk/s1600-h/monstrinhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574336063170594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKVq1K6CI/AAAAAAAAAOA/5vrTuUoVBBk/s320/monstrinhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Acho uma PENA este biscoito não ser mais produzido. O "Monstrinho Creck" era um biscoitinho doce que já vinha "aprovado" pelo monstrinho, ou seja, com uma mordida do próprio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele era vendido nas versões chocolate, nata e morango e o de nata era o meu predileto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKVSETJFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PP-EQFLe0H8/s1600-h/mocoto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574329415738450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKVSETJFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/PP-EQFLe0H8/s320/mocoto.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Geléia de Mocotó Inbasa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá em casa tinha pilhas e pilhas dos copinhos de vidro da geléia de mocotó...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era fã e também é um "clássico" da década, não acham?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKWMw-I0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_xTrPC4xXvQ/s1600-h/picole-fura-bolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574345172362050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKWMw-I0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_xTrPC4xXvQ/s320/picole-fura-bolo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorvete fura-bolo! Era de morango e tinha a pontinha do dedo coberta com chocolate ao leite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estou procurando imagens de outros sorvetes que eu gostava muito. Um deles era o "tubarão", da Gelato. Em formato de tubarão, ele tinha sabor de maçã verde e fez muito sucesso nos Anos 80!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKVGfdIkI/AAAAAAAAANw/YhCxoWWeWVo/s1600-h/mirabel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574326308414018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTKVGfdIkI/AAAAAAAAANw/YhCxoWWeWVo/s320/mirabel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alguém pode me explicar o que aconteceu para o biscoito wafer Mirabel acabar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente não consigo entender! rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pacotinho tinha um tamanho perfeito para o lanchinho da escola ou da tarde e o precinho era bem camarada. E como vendia! Uma pena ter saído das prateleiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4u-3jeI/AAAAAAAAANg/qYKeedTXgBA/s1600-h/Kri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573838961380834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4u-3jeI/AAAAAAAAANg/qYKeedTXgBA/s320/Kri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crocante, com um chocolate delicioso, ganhou novo nome e continua por aí.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tenho a impressão que aquele era muito mais saboroso...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4WEQ35I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jv5njrFT51E/s1600-h/galak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573832273125266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4WEQ35I/AAAAAAAAANQ/jv5njrFT51E/s320/galak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achava tão fofinha a embalagem com esses bichinhos...rs...Para a felicidade dos amantes do chocolate branco, o Galak ainda é vendido e pode ser encontrado em outras versões .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4xzniiI/AAAAAAAAANo/kjcvo9bOtAw/s1600-h/Lollo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573839719500322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4xzniiI/AAAAAAAAANo/kjcvo9bOtAw/s320/Lollo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lollo também é um clássico e fez muito sucesso. Olhem estem anúncio, que legal!&lt;br /&gt;Eles mudaram a embalagem do chocolate e, para marcar a mudança, fizeram uma promoção. Você achava a diferença, preenchia o cupom e concorria a uma minimoto e a vaquinhas infláveis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4jizUzI/AAAAAAAAANY/pXp45kULIO0/s1600-h/kibonvale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573835890873138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ4jizUzI/AAAAAAAAANY/pXp45kULIO0/s320/kibonvale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Férias na minha casa de praia em Araruama tinha sempre muiiito picolé...rs... Nesta época a Kibon fazia a promoção de achar prêmios no palito ou então você poderia ser contemplado com outro picolé.&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, eu achei vários! Acho que era bem fácil ganhar outro sorvete (ou então eu tinha muita sorte) porque eu sempre era contemplada com um! rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ37DX2UI/AAAAAAAAANI/GnFArfeFz68/s1600-h/dulcora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573825021630786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJ37DX2UI/AAAAAAAAANI/GnFArfeFz68/s320/dulcora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impossível não lembrar do meu avô! Após a missa de domingo, ele sempre passava lá em casa e levava as famosas balas "Dulcora".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJXFI7iRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NqUsj6gqcWc/s1600-h/Bubbaloo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573260793612562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJXFI7iRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/NqUsj6gqcWc/s320/Bubbaloo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anúncio de lançamento do chiclete Bubaloo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJXScmBGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ry_3TMEv0E0/s1600-h/cigarrinhodechocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573264365749346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJXScmBGI/AAAAAAAAANA/Ry_3TMEv0E0/s320/cigarrinhodechocolate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apesar de nada educativos e politicamente incorretos, os cigarrinhos de chocolate ao leite da Pan eram deliciosos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de alguns anos a embalagem mudou e, no lugar do cigarro, o garotinho apareceu fazendo um sinal de "positivo" com o polegar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJXcpYA6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/T_Ra87HUDJg/s1600-h/caramelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573267103712162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJXcpYA6I/AAAAAAAAAM4/T_Ra87HUDJg/s320/caramelo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinema tinha que ter caramelo da Nestlé!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJWzBswxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Ykh1HFnrP_k/s1600-h/biscoito_fofy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573255931446034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJWzBswxI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Ykh1HFnrP_k/s320/biscoito_fofy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O biscoito "Fofy" com seus ursinhos de chocolate deixou saudade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJWq3eHrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_VRxcbbS2nc/s1600-h/4470_salgadinhosdiversos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573253741059762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTJWq3eHrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_VRxcbbS2nc/s320/4470_salgadinhosdiversos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Embalagens antigas da Elma Chips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O meu predileto era o Cebolitos. Bato o pé e digo que ele não tem mais o mesmo sabor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-5190353158816983085?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/5190353158816983085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmmmmmmm.html#comment-form' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5190353158816983085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/5190353158816983085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmmmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmmmmm!!!!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWTK5Ht0eDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/8vafxf2VeN0/s72-c/4470_claybom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-9051261931079993634</id><published>2009-01-06T22:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:41:30.675-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estojo automático'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carteira'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colégio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baú'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mochila'/><title type='text'>Na hora da escola...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRi2xM0tI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vFr9enmp2jM/s1600-h/Mochila+da+Company+antiga[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288371152954905298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRi2xM0tI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vFr9enmp2jM/s320/Mochila+da+Company+antiga%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creio que nenhuma loja jovem fez TANTO sucesso nos Anos 80 quanto a Company! Bastava o ano letivo ter e início para também começar o desfile das famosas mochilas emborrachadas e carteiras com o "C" maiúsculo bordado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter produtos de lá era chiquérrimo e quase um passaporte obrigatório para ser aceito em determinados grupinhos. Mas que a mochila era boa, isso era! Resistente e de bom material, durava anos e estava sempre com a aparência nova! Por outro lado, era bem cara! Lembro de colegas que juntavam o dinheiro da mesada durante um bom tempo ou então pediam a mochila de presente de aniversário, Natal, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRK0xA74I/AAAAAAAAAL4/mAI8ZOHQ-ws/s1600-h/Carteira+Company[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288370740100394882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRK0xA74I/AAAAAAAAAL4/mAI8ZOHQ-ws/s320/Carteira+Company%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra "febre" nos colégios eram os estojos automáticos, recordam? Cheio de botões, tinham compartimento para tudo! Você apertava o primeiro botão e pulava o apontador. Apertava o segundo e saia o compartimento da borracha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O terceiro fazia pular um termômetro, que até hoje não entendo a sua utilidade em uma sala de aula...rs...O quarto botão fazia surgir uma lupa e o último acionava o compartimento de lápis e canetas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRi8eRDiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LliHR2egQ-U/s1600-h/estojoescolar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288371154486103586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRi8eRDiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LliHR2egQ-U/s320/estojoescolar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Os estojos automáticos tinham dois lados e, apesar de muito bonitinhos, eram também muito estreitos e não tinham espaço para quase nada, principalmente para canetas mais gorduchas. No meu colégio, a brincadeira mais comum era para ver quem apertava todos os botões do estojo em menos tempo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRRlcvF7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/mYFoKlM3wrQ/s1600-h/estojoescolar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRKnLlqqI/AAAAAAAAALw/nsBgymOMl1M/s1600-h/estojoescolar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-9051261931079993634?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/9051261931079993634/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/na-hora-da-escola.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/9051261931079993634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/9051261931079993634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/na-hora-da-escola.html' title='Na hora da escola...'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWQRi2xM0tI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vFr9enmp2jM/s72-c/Mochila+da+Company+antiga%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7099301074274186827</id><published>2009-01-05T18:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:40:34.762-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movimento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gel new wave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><title type='text'>Gel New Wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWKEdJaSOyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zJ3pPY6Uzr0/s1600-h/gelnewwave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287934548763622178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWKEdJaSOyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zJ3pPY6Uzr0/s320/gelnewwave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWKEOhxlrYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GCOe33swx5U/s1600-h/gelnewwave2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287934297605778818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWKEOhxlrYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/GCOe33swx5U/s320/gelnewwave2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pode-se dizer o "New Wave" é uma vertente debochada e alegre do rock and roll. Junte Michael Jackson, Madonna, Cyndi Lauper, Mick Jagger, Boy George, ombreiras, cabelos punks, glitter, popeline amassada verde limão, ombreiras, muita alegria e teremos como resultado o movimento, não só musical mas também estético.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje em dia ainda consigo lembrar do cheirinho do gel New Wave, que ficou tão famoso naquela época. Além da versão tradicional, que deixava as madeixas arrumadinhas e sem um fio fora do lugar, ninguém resistia à opção do gel New Wave com purpurina. Aliás, era moda! Festinha que se prezasse tinha que ter, além das roupas com ombreiras e peles de bicho, muiiiiita purpurina na cabeça com o tal do gel New Wave. Eu também fiz parte deste movimento. Adorava deixar o meu cabelo, que é escuro, beeeem cheio de brilhos! rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vocês também usaram?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mandem suas fotos da época, imagens de brinquedos, materiais, lembranças ou comentários para: &lt;a href="mailto:nandagt@yahoo.com.br"&gt;nandagt@yahoo.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7099301074274186827?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7099301074274186827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/gel-new-wave.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7099301074274186827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7099301074274186827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/gel-new-wave.html' title='Gel New Wave'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWKEdJaSOyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zJ3pPY6Uzr0/s72-c/gelnewwave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-3306329451004659128</id><published>2009-01-05T15:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:44:16.258-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desenho é tudo de bom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWJSpd5FueI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OMKYH7yKYoM/s1600-h/desenhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287879784838576610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWJSpd5FueI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OMKYH7yKYoM/s320/desenhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não poderia deixar de lembrar dos inúmeros (dezenas, centenas? rs) desenhos animados que fizeram parte da década e da minha infância feliz! Eram muitas as opções de programas na TV voltados para o público da minha faixa etária. Os principais eram o Clube da Criança, o Xou da Xuxa, o Bozo e a Mara Maravilha.&lt;br /&gt;Gostava muito dos Smurfs, Snorks, Caverna do Dragão, Jeam, TODOS da Hanna Barbera, Tom &amp;amp; Jerry, She-Ha, He-Man, Ursinhos Carinhosos, Cavalo de Fogo, Pica-Pau e tantos outros que não consigo recordar de imediato. Lembro que, em 1986, a própria Xuxa gravou uma música em homenagem à She-Ra, vocês lembram? Por sinal, eu e minha irmã AMÁVAMOS a canção e fizemos até uma coreografia para ela! Vou colocar o clipe da Xuxa aqui, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Bom, uma pena que os desenhos estejam tão violentos hoje em dia, mas ainda podemos voltar no tempo e recordar! Se bem que, se parar para pensar, eu não via violência alguma na caça do Tom ao Jerry ou nas maldades que o Pica-Pau fazia com a Giselda...rs...Pra mim era tudo uma grande brincadeira! Bom, eram outros tempos! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aqui estão alguns trechos ou aberturas de desenhos que curti muito! Divirtam-se!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She - Ra A Princesa do Poder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YVaf_6vswmA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He-Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLJAEDOCHQY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trecho dos Smurfs (em português)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wjG4WmpjzyA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abertura do Muppet Babies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpGDw0Pd71I&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cavalo de Fogo (abertura)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DIVBSn4Ujzs&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ursinhos Carinhosos (abertura)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bTCuOTijCzc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xuxa cantando "She-Ra" no Xou da Xuxa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBUqD41akOU&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-3306329451004659128?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/3306329451004659128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/desenho-tudo-de-bom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3306329451004659128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3306329451004659128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/desenho-tudo-de-bom.html' title='Desenho é tudo de bom!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWJSpd5FueI/AAAAAAAAAKY/OMKYH7yKYoM/s72-c/desenhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-1057741410247353502</id><published>2009-01-05T11:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:49:13.171-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Propagandas inesquecíveis</title><content type='html'>Que tal relembrar algumas propagandas que fizeram muito sucesso na TV na década de 80? Selecionei algumas que lembro bem (algumas, claro..rs) e que não podiam ficar de fora deste post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra começar, Faber Castell - Sua Companhia para escrever, desenhar e pintar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ckxlPxNNigM&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comercial - Boneca Bolinha de Sabão da Estrela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kBy2asyWBDY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;strong&gt; primeiro Valisére a gente nunca esquece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JlIAtOVY4qo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laka e o beijo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iopkQe1oS0c&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banco Nacional - Bom Natal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3TL40Jkbuqw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chevrolet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cf-_G5y2FOI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissinha (1986)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L8s7aZLM9ns&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tostines vende mais porque é fresquinho...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tJ-BKu-WUEk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tJ-BKu-WUEk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-1057741410247353502?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/1057741410247353502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/propagandas-inesquecveis.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1057741410247353502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/1057741410247353502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/propagandas-inesquecveis.html' title='Propagandas inesquecíveis'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-708802730218571149</id><published>2009-01-04T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:02:41.768-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock in Rio 1985</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWEVf0h4UcI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gsB7zC5BthQ/s1600-h/rock_in_rio_1985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287531073930547650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWEVf0h4UcI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gsB7zC5BthQ/s320/rock_in_rio_1985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mesmo tão pequena e com fortes inclinações para a música infantil (risos), posso dizer que tinha um gosto diversificado e considerado muito bom para quem tinha tão pouca idade. Por influência do meu pai e da minha irmã, que gostavam de tocar violão e tinham sempre um rádio por perto, acabei sendo contagiada pelos "hits" da época.&lt;br /&gt;Lembro bem do "Rock in Rio", que foi um sucesso na sua primeira edição, em 1985.&lt;br /&gt;A grande fama do festival da música deveu-se ao fato de que, até sua realização, as grandes estrelas da música internacional não costumavam visitar a América do Sul. Ali o público teve a primeira oportunidade de ver de perto os ídolos do rock e do pop internacionais. Roberto Medina realizaria feito semelhante ao trazer o ex-Beatle Paul McCartney ao Rio de Janeiro - naquela que foi sua primeira aparição na América Latina - no evento que ficou conhecido como "Paul in Rio" (realizado em 1990, no estádio do Maracanã).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chamada em 1984 para o evento (comercial da época ESPETACULAR):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pOp5brgvtY4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matéria da Globo sobre a expectativa dos cantores e passagem de som:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4uwdq8R5I-o&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Herbert Vianna dá o seu recado no show, considerado polêmico na época. O grupo "Paralamas" foi considerado a grande "zebra" do festival:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iG_qfoT2Gro&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iG_qfoT2Gro&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atrações do primeiro Rock in Rio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 de janeiro de 1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen&lt;br /&gt;Iron Maiden&lt;br /&gt;Whitesnake&lt;br /&gt;Baby Consuelo e Pepeu Gomes&lt;br /&gt;Erasmo Carlos&lt;br /&gt;Ney Matogrosso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 de janeiro de 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Benson&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor&lt;br /&gt;Al Jarreau&lt;br /&gt;Gilberto Gil&lt;br /&gt;Elba Ramalho&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Lins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 de janeiro de 1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod Stewart&lt;br /&gt;Go Go's&lt;br /&gt;Nina Hagen&lt;br /&gt;Blitz&lt;br /&gt;Lulu Santos&lt;br /&gt;Os Paralamas do Sucesso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 de janeiro de 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor&lt;br /&gt;George Benson&lt;br /&gt;Alceu Valença&lt;br /&gt;Moraes Moreira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 de janeiro de 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC/DC&lt;br /&gt;Scorpions&lt;br /&gt;Barão Vermelho&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Dusek&lt;br /&gt;Kid Abelha &amp;amp; Os Abóboras Selvagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 de janeiro de 1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rod Stewart&lt;br /&gt;Ozzy Osbourne&lt;br /&gt;Rita Lee&lt;br /&gt;Moraes Moreira&lt;br /&gt;Os Paralamas do Sucesso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 de janeiro de 1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;Al Jarreau&lt;br /&gt;Elba Ramalho&lt;br /&gt;Alceu Valença&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 de janeiro de 1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queen&lt;br /&gt;Go Go's&lt;br /&gt;The B-52's&lt;br /&gt;Lulu Santos&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Dusek&lt;br /&gt;Kid Abelha &amp;amp; Os Abóboras Selvagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 de janeiro de 1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AC/DC&lt;br /&gt;Scorpions&lt;br /&gt;Ozzy Osbourne&lt;br /&gt;Whitesnake&lt;br /&gt;Baby Consuelo e Pepeu Gomes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 de janeiro de 1985&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;The B-52's&lt;br /&gt;Nina Hagen&lt;br /&gt;Blitz&lt;br /&gt;Gilberto Gil&lt;br /&gt;Barão Vermelho&lt;br /&gt;Erasmo Carlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show do Lulu Santos - "Como uma Onda":&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSRXcZsL3Qo&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música-tema do Rock in Rio:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos numa direção&lt;br /&gt;Uma só voz numa canção&lt;br /&gt;Todos num só coração&lt;br /&gt;Um céu de estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida começasse agora&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo fosse nosso outra vez&lt;br /&gt;Que a gente não parasse mais de cantar&lt;br /&gt;De sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida começasse agora&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo fosse nosso de vez&lt;br /&gt;Que a gente não parasse mais de se amar&lt;br /&gt;De se dar, de viver&lt;br /&gt;Uô ô ô rô&lt;br /&gt;Uô ô ô rô&lt;br /&gt;Uô ô ô, Rock in Rio !&lt;br /&gt;Uô ô ô rô&lt;br /&gt;Uô ô ô rô&lt;br /&gt;Uô ô ô, Rock in Rio !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-708802730218571149?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/708802730218571149/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-in-rio-1985.html#comment-form' title='49 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/708802730218571149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/708802730218571149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-in-rio-1985.html' title='Rock in Rio 1985'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWEVf0h4UcI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gsB7zC5BthQ/s72-c/rock_in_rio_1985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2737574019542208276</id><published>2009-01-04T15:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:27:04.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O fenômeno "Trem da Alegria" (que dura até hoje)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWEAiF5OEuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/H9OM46RC51o/s1600-h/Tremdaalegria-1985-ClubedaAlegriaca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287508023207400162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWEAiF5OEuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/H9OM46RC51o/s320/Tremdaalegria-1985-ClubedaAlegriaca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Impossível falar dos Anos 80 sem mencionar o grupo infantil "Trem da Alegria", que fez um ENORME sucesso entre o público infantil e juvenil a partir de 1985 (e vendeu ao todo aproximadamente seis milhões de cópias).&lt;br /&gt;O "Trem da Alegria" começou em 1984, apenas com Luciano Nassyn e Patrícia Marx, quando a dupla gravou o disco Clube da Criança com Xuxa e Carequinha. A dupla estourou no país todo com as músicas "Carrossel da Esperança" e "É de Chocolate". Em 1985, já formavam um trio incluindo Juninho Bill e, finalmente, o "Trem da Alegria" lançou seu primeiro LP, com muitas participações especiais e os sucessos "Dona Felicidade" e "Uni, Duni, Tê".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ano seguinte, o grupo aumentou com a entrada de Vanessa e veio o seu apogeu. São do segundo disco duas músicas que viraram trilha sonora obrigatória das festas infantis e festas "Ploc's" hoje em dia: "He-Man" e "Fera Neném".&lt;br /&gt;Em 1987 Patrícia deixou a turma, mas o sucesso continuou com "Piuí Abacaxi' (com participação de Xuxa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O "Trem da Alegria" deixou muita saudades e boas lembranças na mente de quem foi criança nos Anos 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje em dia, o ex-vocalista Luciano Nassyn se apresenta com sua banda em festas que relembram a década e é sempre sucesso garantido. Eu sou suspeita pra falar, pois viro uma "pipoca" quando ele começa a cantar a música do "He-Man"...rs...Na hora do "lá, lá, lá...He-Man!" é só alegria. Ô época feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seguem alguns links muito bacanas do "Trem da Alegria". O último é da participação do Luciano Nassyn na gravação do DVD da Festa Ploc 80's. Eu estava lá e posso dizer: foi emocionante. Vale a pena assistir!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra ver se cola: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oIJ7aHnWyoE&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clip do He-Man:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Usfm6km5KZc&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festa Ploc com Luciano Nassyn (Piuí Abacaxi/ Uni Duni/He-man):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPmr6BhkmWQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QPmr6BhkmWQ&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2737574019542208276?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2737574019542208276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-fenmeno-trem-da-alegria-que-dura-at.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2737574019542208276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2737574019542208276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-fenmeno-trem-da-alegria-que-dura-at.html' title='O fenômeno &quot;Trem da Alegria&quot; (que dura até hoje)'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWEAiF5OEuI/AAAAAAAAAKI/H9OM46RC51o/s72-c/Tremdaalegria-1985-ClubedaAlegriaca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-9214904757096034792</id><published>2009-01-04T14:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:28:06.453-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sendas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infantil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criança'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trem da Alegria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supermercado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tanti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discos'/><title type='text'>Disquinho rosa das Sendas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDws_hMz3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/zlXzA_GvpM0/s1600-h/heman+divulga%C3%A7%C3%A3o[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287490618288557938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDws_hMz3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/zlXzA_GvpM0/s320/heman%2Bdivulga%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um dos grandes sucessos dos Anos 80 foi o grupo infantil "Trem da Alegria". Meu próximo post será dedicado a ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neste vou falar sobre os LP's que eram distribuídos como brinde na "Sendas", maior supermercado da década. Alguém lembra?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eram disquinhos cor de rosa com uma ou duas musiquinhas de sucesso de grupos como o "Trem". Tive alguns, inclusive este da foto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu morava pertinho das Sendas e minha mãe sempre ia lá quando tinha que fazer compras maiores. As outras eram feitas no "Disco", "C&amp;amp;B (Casa da Banha), Tanti...Faz tempo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-9214904757096034792?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/9214904757096034792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/disquinho-rosa-das-sendas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/9214904757096034792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/9214904757096034792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/disquinho-rosa-das-sendas.html' title='Disquinho rosa das Sendas'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDws_hMz3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/zlXzA_GvpM0/s72-c/heman%2Bdivulga%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-6430795703329705261</id><published>2009-01-04T13:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T13:51:18.839-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='máquina love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='descartável'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filme'/><title type='text'>Máquina Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDmSep4XBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/00gtRh2HQ_g/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287479167673719826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDmSep4XBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/00gtRh2HQ_g/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quem se lembra da famosa máquina fotográfica descartável Love?&lt;br /&gt;Era muito bonitinha e a propaganda dizia que custava menos que um filme.&lt;br /&gt;As fotos eram pequenas, mas com uma qualidade razoável.&lt;br /&gt;O duro era levar a máquina para a revelação e nunca mais vê-la...rs..Tenho um saco cheio de fotos feitas com ela até hoje!&lt;br /&gt;Sem duvida, um dos grandes sucessos dos Anos 80!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDkuhFkRrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3P9q6xnlCqQ/s1600-h/maquina_fotografica_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287477450339796658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDkuhFkRrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3P9q6xnlCqQ/s320/maquina_fotografica_love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um dos seus anúncios (publicado em uma revista em quadrinhos) dizia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Máquina fotográfica descartável Love Plus. O Click descomplicado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totalmente automática. É a única câmara do mundo capaz de fazer fotos nítidas de 30 cm até o infinito. Equipada com objetiva especial e lente que copia a curvatura do olho humano.&lt;br /&gt;Selada, a LOVE já vem com filme colorido ultra sensível de 20 poses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custa menos que um filme!&lt;br /&gt;apenas Cz$299,00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- GARANTIA SONORA - &lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que mandar revelar sua Love na Sonora, você vai recber grátis outra Love nova, carregada com filme de 20 poses, pronta para fotografar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-6430795703329705261?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/6430795703329705261/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/mquina-love.html#comment-form' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6430795703329705261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/6430795703329705261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/mquina-love.html' title='Máquina Love'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDmSep4XBI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/00gtRh2HQ_g/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2741757488096255929</id><published>2009-01-04T11:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T12:54:46.225-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Álbum de figurinhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDT_0F6sxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/an2_fhVNX6Q/s1600-h/albumpet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287459055801643794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDT_0F6sxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/an2_fhVNX6Q/s320/albumpet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Um dos maiores prazeres da minha vida, quando criança, era ir ao jornaleiro com meu pai e voltar com uma pilha de pacotes de figurinhas pra casa! Eu colecionava todos os álbuns que apareciam na TV e era um momento mágico abrir pacotinho por pacotinho e ficar na expectativa de tirar uma figurinha "inédita". Não sei como as coisas estão hoje em dia, mas na década de 80 era praticamente IMPOSSÍVEL completar um álbum. A solução, muitas vezes, era entrar em contato - por carta, claro - com a editora e comprar as figurinhas que faltavam. Lembro que a minha irmã fez isso uma vez com um álbum que ela gostava muito sobre raças de cachorros.&lt;br /&gt;Mas na maior parte das vezes o álbum ficava incompleto mesmo e bastava um outro mais legal aparecer nas bancas para a brincadeira recomeçar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDT_y-59kI/AAAAAAAAAJg/k8vWW1rvNK8/s1600-h/albummenudo02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287459055503799874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDT_y-59kI/AAAAAAAAAJg/k8vWW1rvNK8/s320/albummenudo02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O primeiro álbum em destaque é o "PETS". Adorava ele! O formato do álbum era de cestinha de palha e tinha uma alça para você "carregar" os filhotes da capa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por sua vez, este álbum do "Menudo" eu não lembro, não. Eu era muito pequena nesta época e ainda não colecionava figurinhas. Alguém lembra deste álbum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTDjZ9-hI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7jrV_H3qKLg/s1600-h/albumhistoriamonica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287458020530190866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTDjZ9-hI/AAAAAAAAAJY/7jrV_H3qKLg/s320/albumhistoriamonica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este álbum com a história da Turma da Mônica era muito bacana e mostrava a evolução da turminha ao longo dos anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTDOdYpNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H5Uml4cteTE/s1600-h/albumpapainoel86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287458014907376850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTDOdYpNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/H5Uml4cteTE/s320/albumpapainoel86.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alguém colecionou o álbum do Papai Noel? Eu sim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTDfMTawI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-eG-uP4h8qQ/s1600-h/4470_albummonstrinhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287458019399133954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTDfMTawI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-eG-uP4h8qQ/s320/4470_albummonstrinhos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pára tudo! Este foi o meu álbum predileto na década!&lt;br /&gt;O álbum dos "Monstrinhos Divertidos" fez muito sucesso naquela época e era mesmo um barato. Ele vinha com figurinhas que eram "fofinhas", muito diferentes. Nem preciso dizer que eu e minha irmã, ao irmos ao jornaleiro, apertávamos pacote por pacote em busca dos "fofinhos". Eles eram difíceis de serem encontrados, mas nem tanto. Se não me engano, este álbum a minha irmã conseguiu completar. Eu não...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTCvZsDVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tsxOwaJKWwE/s1600-h/albumquereisoueu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287458006570372434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDTCvZsDVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tsxOwaJKWwE/s320/albumquereisoueu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não sei por que esses álbuns não existem mais hoje em dia, mas nos Anos 80 sempre que uma novela fazia sucesso virava figurinha. Foi o caso da trama "Que Rei Sou Eu?". Foi também o caso do álbum da novela "Roque Santeiro", o primeiro lançado e que colecionei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQczRV_oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UkdRzINgq-M/s1600-h/4470_albumbatmanfilme89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287455155750829698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQczRV_oI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UkdRzINgq-M/s320/4470_albumbatmanfilme89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Álbum do "Batman" para os meninos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQeHecPvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dtHPZOIWJ_w/s1600-h/albumbarbie83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287455178354343666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQeHecPvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dtHPZOIWJ_w/s320/albumbarbie83.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Este álbum da Barbie é de 1983! Alguém colecionou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQdI4IT1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OHVZgB-BiFg/s1600-h/4470_albumgrilo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287455161550655314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQdI4IT1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OHVZgB-BiFg/s320/4470_albumgrilo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Este foi, sem dúvida, o álbum mais bonito lançado, não só na década de 80, mas até hoje! As figurinhas do Grilo Caetano vinham com muita porpurina e algumas delas também brilhavam no escuro.&lt;br /&gt;Pena não tê-lo mais!&lt;br /&gt;Aliás, tem o desenho do Grilo Caetano sendo lançado agora, mas com o nome de "Grilo Feliz".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQdCMtP2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/bl1C3Abvxzk/s1600-h/4470_albumfigrainbow83.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287455159757913954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDQdCMtP2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/bl1C3Abvxzk/s320/4470_albumfigrainbow83.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Amava a Rainbow Brite porque, além de linda, ela era colorida...Uma graça!&lt;br /&gt;Lembro que o jornaleiro substituto da banca que eu sempre ia(Fernando, seu nome) implicava comigo toda vez que eu falava que queria as figurinhas da "Rainbow Brite". Isso porque eu fazia questão de pronunciar o nome da maneira mais correta possível, mostrando que falava inglês muito bem...rs...E eu ficava pau da vida com ele! Sujeito abusado, não?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2741757488096255929?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2741757488096255929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/lbum-de-figurinhas.html#comment-form' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2741757488096255929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2741757488096255929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/lbum-de-figurinhas.html' title='Álbum de figurinhas'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWDT_0F6sxI/AAAAAAAAAJo/an2_fhVNX6Q/s72-c/albumpet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-3241493270175462512</id><published>2009-01-04T00:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:09:44.675-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='infância'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fluf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cara maluca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criança'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aquaplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pulga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinquedos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estrela'/><title type='text'>De volta à infância - Parte II</title><content type='html'>Mais uma série de brinquedos que fizeram parte - não só da minha - da infância de muitas crianças dos Anos 80.&lt;br /&gt;Para começar, um brinquedo que nem todo mundo conhece e nem era meu (era da minha irmã), mas de tão legal não resisti e destaquei aqui. Seu nome era "Pinos Luminosos"! É meio difícil de explicar, mas ele vinha com contornos de vários desenhos bem interessantes (dinossauros, estrelas, etc) e você tinha encaixar os pinos coloridos nos buraquinhos do contorno, com o objetivo de formar a ilustração. Atrás ficava uma enorme lâmpada que tornava os pinos luminosos, daí o nome do brinquedo. Após completar o desenho, o próximo passo era ligar na tomada e apreciar a obra de arte! Ele virava um lindo abajour personalizado e muito diferente! Nota 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro brinquedo que fez sucesso lá em casa (em 1986) foi o "Cara Maluca", da Estrela. Você tinha que ser rápido e colocar os olhos, nariz, boca, bigode, orelhas, etc, no boneco antes que o tempo acabasse. Caso contrário, a carinha jogava tudo o que você tinha colocado em cima de você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAwuMFYtrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hEWRt6VuBuU/s1600-h/pjinos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287279532608894642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAwuMFYtrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hEWRt6VuBuU/s320/pjinos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAwttPk8OI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ytSwFoZnL1Q/s1600-h/caramaluca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287279524330139874" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAwttPk8OI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ytSwFoZnL1Q/s320/caramaluca.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda na sequência: pipoqueira "Pip Pop" (fazia pipoca de verdade apenas com o calor da lâmpada), "Fluf (vinha cheio de talquinho com um cheirinho delicioso), o famoso "Aquaplay (quem não teve um, que atire a primeira pedra), jogo "Pega Pulga" (era uma cama cheia de pulgas. Ao ligar, a cama vibrava e as pulgas pulavam. Com a pinça, o jogador tinha que pegar as pulguinhas de acordo com a cor. O máximo!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuUYMQciI/AAAAAAAAAHA/s24VZSuPMwg/s1600-h/pippop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287276890159084066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuUYMQciI/AAAAAAAAAHA/s24VZSuPMwg/s320/pippop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuT_6eV-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/dLv27XaimW0/s1600-h/fluf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287276883642046434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuT_6eV-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/dLv27XaimW0/s320/fluf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuThRe0ZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dDeD3UaZVtM/s1600-h/aqua.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287276875417047442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuThRe0ZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/dDeD3UaZVtM/s320/aqua.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuTJObgcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Pp3BFwfslHU/s1600-h/pegapulga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287276868961796546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAuTJObgcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Pp3BFwfslHU/s320/pegapulga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-3241493270175462512?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/3241493270175462512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/de-volta-infncia-parte-ii.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3241493270175462512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/3241493270175462512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/de-volta-infncia-parte-ii.html' title='De volta à infância - Parte II'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAwuMFYtrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hEWRt6VuBuU/s72-c/pjinos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-2553030473099312907</id><published>2009-01-03T23:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:30:55.029-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brinquedos inesquecíveis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhmJLnWKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mOQ6ROu14Dc/s1600-h/jogovida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287262901716342946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhmJLnWKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mOQ6ROu14Dc/s320/jogovida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Como falei na minha apresentação, o objetivo deste blog - a princípio - era apenas mostrar e falar sobre brinquedos e produtos que fizeram parte da vida das pessoas na década de 80, principalmente da minha! No entanto, me empolguei com a idéia de escrever &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAgm-lCKjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gcACZVxCgHc/s1600-h/pippop.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sobre algo que gosto tanto e, por isso, resolvi ampliar o tema...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas vamos começar com o meu "projeto inicial": os brinquedos! Não sei se vocês têm a mesma impressão, mas a década de 80 foi marcada por uma invasão de briquedos! Hmmm, será que é porque eu era criança? É BEM possível...rs..De repente a "invasão" foi na minha casa, né? Bom, voltando...Eu lembro bem do "jingle" de Natal da maior empresa de brinquedos da época, a "Estrela", e fico arrepiada até hoje. Era sinal de que era chegada a hora de preparar a minha "modesta" listinha de pedidos para o Papai Noel. A musiquinha, criada em 1987 por Luiz Orchestra, era assim: "A Estrela é nossa companheira, nossa brincadeira, nossa diversão...A Estrela entende a gente, e trás sempre pra gente uma nova invenção...Todo segredo de um brinquedo vive na nossa emoção...Toda criança tem uma Estrela dentro do coraçãaaaao..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembraram? Pois é...E a Estrela fez parte da minha infância, e COMO fez. Mas além dela também tive vários brinquedos legais da Tec Toy, Glaslite e outras marcas menos conhecidas, mas não menos interessantes.&lt;br /&gt;Coloquei aqui fotos de alguns que me marcaram. O "Jogo da Vida" era o meu jogo de tabuleiro favorito. O seu slogan é: "uma disputa emocionante em busca do sucesso".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhlv7cUZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XhbdlSBJVF0/s1600-h/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287262894937624978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhlv7cUZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/XhbdlSBJVF0/s320/dancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Essa florzinha dançarina eu tenho até hoje e funciona! A "Dancing Flor" tem um óculos moderno, uma guitarra e basta um som por perto para ela começar a dançar! Uma graça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhltzh7LI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SzQQsfYus6E/s1600-h/pensebem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287262894367567026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhltzh7LI/AAAAAAAAAFw/SzQQsfYus6E/s320/pensebem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; O mesmo eu digo do meu "Pense Bem", que custava uma fortuuuuna na época e meu pai quase teve que vender as calças pra comprar (se é que não as vendeu..rs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas sem dúvida era um brinquedo que estimulava o raciocínio e, claro, divertia demais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para quem não sabe, o "Pense Bem" é um jogo de perguntas e respostas sobre conhecimentos gerais. São dez temas diferentes para o jogador demonstrar os seus conhecimentos, incluindo o desafio com perguntas difíceis. Ao fim de cada jogo, o jogador recebe uma senha e pode utilizá-la para aumentar sua nota desafio. Tenho o meu guardadinho e funcionando direitinho. Qualquer dia vou matar as saudades!! rs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhknVhyFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VAMqbI4ZM88/s1600-h/estreka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287262875451246674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhknVhyFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/VAMqbI4ZM88/s320/estreka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "Estrelinha da Mônica" era um personagem da própria Turma da Mônica e virou brinquedo devido ao enorme sucesso. Era uma coisa fofa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando você colocava a estrelinha na mão, ela acendia e fazia um som que eu nem consigo explicar...rs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Também não posso deixar de citar o Ding-Bo, "O robô quase inteligente". Criado em 1985 pela Estrela, este robô muito simpático vinha com um mapinha azul nas mãos. Quando ligado, ele andava , girava a cabeça e fazia um barulhinho. Amava o meu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra terminar este primeiro post sobre brinquedos, deixo a foto da "Chocolateria", que era uma fábrica de chocolate de verdade. Bastava você derreter o chocolate para criar pirulitos e bombons de diversos tamanhos e formas. Aliás, eu tenho que dedicar um capítulo à parte para os meus brinquedos de comida. Eu era muito gulosa quando criança e ADORAVA qualquer brinquedo de culinária! Mas fica para o próximo post! Até! Beijos Fer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAgmlgz3MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SYPk-Z5VGbg/s1600-h/dingbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261809809808578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAgmlgz3MI/AAAAAAAAAFI/SYPk-Z5VGbg/s320/dingbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAgmhuPqYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/wFJf2gLYBqk/s1600-h/chocolateria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287261808792414594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAgmhuPqYI/AAAAAAAAAFA/wFJf2gLYBqk/s320/chocolateria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-2553030473099312907?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/2553030473099312907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/brinquedos-inesquecveis.html#comment-form' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2553030473099312907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/2553030473099312907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/brinquedos-inesquecveis.html' title='Brinquedos inesquecíveis'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAhmJLnWKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/mOQ6ROu14Dc/s72-c/jogovida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4514712888127716742.post-7633009559638129581</id><published>2009-01-03T22:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:14:19.142-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new wave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recordações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='década'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anos 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apresentação'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brinquedos'/><title type='text'>Recordações de uma infância muito feliz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAaNyJfiKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/56ThKMj-Mf8/s1600-h/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287254786635172002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAaNyJfiKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/56ThKMj-Mf8/s320/DSC00642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olá, pessoal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não é nenhuma novidade para quem me conhece - e não precisa conhecer muito - que sou uma apaixonada pelos Anos 80! Não deve ser por acaso que nasci em 1981 e, apesar do atraso de um aninho (risos) e da pouquíssima idade, curti alguns dos melhores anos da minha vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muitos de vocês devem estar se perguntando: "Pô, essa menina era um bebê na década de 80!". Talvez seja exatamente este o motivo de as recordações estarem tão nítidas em minha mente até hoje! Naquela época a minha cabeça estava fresquinha e "zerada" como uma fita "Basf"...rs...E fui guardando tudo, tudo. Guardei recordações dos brinquedos que ganhei, dos sons que escutei, dos aromas da época, dos lugares que fui, de todas as novidades que minha irmã me mostrava ( e ela, com cinco anos a mais que eu, me encantava com TANTAS coisas diferentes), enfim...E tenho certeza que muitas pessoas compartilham do mesmo sentimento de nostalgia. Basta ver as famosas Festa Ploc 80's e Trash 80's, que fazem TANTO sucesso e reúnem uma multidão! E sabe o que toca por lá? Bozo, Gretchen, Lulu Santos, Legião Urbana, Dr Silvana, Information Society, RPM, Wando, Trem da Alegria....Aaaah, que saudades!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom, isso é assunto para outro post! Este aqui, na verdade, é um post de apresentação! Coloquei fotos de brinquedos que curti na minha infância no orkut e fez tanto sucesso que decidi criar um blog para falar mais sobre a década do New Wave! Aqui poderei falar sobre tudo o que está registrado nesta "memória de elefante". E não é pouca coisa...rs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OBS: Esta foto é de 1987 e é BEEEM Anos 80. Detalhe para a camiseta (pintada pela minha mãe) com o desenho do "Gorpo" do He-Man, o relógio "Champion" e a bermudinha de lycra. A menina aqui já estava na moda...rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4514712888127716742-7633009559638129581?l=bauanos80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/feeds/7633009559638129581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/recordaes-de-uma-infncia-muito-feliz.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7633009559638129581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4514712888127716742/posts/default/7633009559638129581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bauanos80.blogspot.com/2009/01/recordaes-de-uma-infncia-muito-feliz.html' title='Recordações de uma infância muito feliz!'/><author><name>Fernanda Teixeira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00046278125588560442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWActxVGwII/AAAAAAAAAEg/8K-Yaf56x7Y/S220/confraria1-7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5bClwMR-DQ/SWAaNyJfiKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/56ThKMj-Mf8/s72-c/DSC00642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
