<?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-674640467578280381</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:20:46.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faz de Conta que Vim ao CERN</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/photos/cern.html"&gt;Fotografias&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-2326320038581928421</id><published>2007-09-05T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:14:14.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tá quase</title><content type='html'>Daqui por 48 horas devo estar a chegar a casa. Já tenho saudades da minha sanita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-2326320038581928421?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/2326320038581928421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=2326320038581928421' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2326320038581928421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2326320038581928421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/09/t-quase.html' title='Tá quase'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-4055895134237963400</id><published>2007-09-02T04:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T04:17:22.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabado</title><content type='html'>Ontem andamos a vijar novamente pelo cern.&lt;br /&gt;Para comecar fomos ver CMS (nos trabalhamos em Meyrin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://building.web.cern.ch/building/cernlepmap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://building.web.cern.ch/building/cernlepmap.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos muitas fotos para mostrar daquilo.  E' enorme.&lt;br /&gt;Depois voltamos ao cern e andamos a fazer Random Walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://building.web.cern.ch/map/map/meyrin/2013.7705/888.0054/522/350/400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://building.web.cern.ch/map/map/meyrin/2013.7705/888.0054/522/350/400.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecamos no 33 e queriamos ir para o 500 (inde fica a cafetaria).&lt;br /&gt;Andamos as voltas.&lt;br /&gt;Cara iamos pelas escadas, coroa pelo corredor. Cara desciamos as escadas, cara viravamos a' direita.&lt;br /&gt;E assim, fomos avancando e nao e' que acabamos por chegar onde queriamos?&lt;br /&gt;(nao vou dizer o tempo que demoramos). Mas o percurso normalmente faz-se em 1 minuto.&lt;br /&gt;Nos demoramos bem bem mais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-4055895134237963400?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/4055895134237963400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=4055895134237963400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4055895134237963400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4055895134237963400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/09/sabado.html' title='Sabado'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-140960677677740726</id><published>2007-08-31T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T08:22:08.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas do CERN</title><content type='html'>Nos ultimos dias tenho trabalhado menos.&lt;br /&gt;Implemento uma função no codigo e fico duas horas pa ver se funciona.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho passeado mais por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente chegou o livro do dirac ( o tal personagem famoso que a bibliotecária não conhecia) e eu tenho andado pelos cantinhos do cern a lê-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Anteontem fomos ver uma palestra de um senhor que ganhou o prémio nobel em 1957 (tinha 31 anos na altura). Chama-se &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tsung-Dao_Lee"&gt;Tsung-Dao Lee&lt;/a&gt; e deu uma das palestras mais fixes a que já assisti.&lt;br /&gt;Como já me vou habituando, não percebi absolutamente nada da palestra. E pareceu-me pelas perguntas no final que apenas umas 10 pessoas das 200 que estavam na sala, perceberam de facto alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não interessa. O que me ficou da palestra foram as piadinhas e os comentários  do senhor.&lt;br /&gt;Em particular as resposta na sessão de duvidas.&lt;br /&gt;Perante uma pergunta que ninguem conseguiu ouvir, o senhor responder :"I didn't understant your question but the answer is No!".&lt;br /&gt;Ficou-me ainda uma frase que ele disse e que eu estava a precisar de ouvir:&lt;br /&gt;Quando lhe perguntaram se tinha alguma sugestão para a resolução de um problema que ele tinha apresentado na palestra ele respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;"Sim eu tenho uma sugestão. Fazer sugestões é facil. O díficil é fazer boas sugestões!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este senhor deu nome a uma das ruas do cern. É um dos físicos mais importantes do século passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje continuei a minha leitura do Dirac e numa pausa andei a passear pela secção teórica do cern.&lt;br /&gt;Passei pelo gabinete de um senhor chamado &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabriele_Veneziano"&gt;Gabriele Veneziano&lt;/a&gt; que foi um dos criadores da muito polémica e conhecida teoria de cordas.&lt;br /&gt;Cada gabinete é dotado de um quadro. As portas estão todas abertas e as pessoas movem-se de gabinete em gabinete discutindo ideias e mostrando cálculos e ideias traduzidas em rabiscos nos quadros.&lt;br /&gt;Andei por ali a passear e vi um cenário paradisiaco. O sitio onde adorava trabalhar. O sitio onde imaginava um dia vir a trabalhar quando vim para física e hoje reforço o meu desejo de vir um dia a trabalhar num sítio como este.&lt;br /&gt;Uma sala com quadros e sofás, onde as pessoas, umas sentadas e outras em pé discutiam uns rabiscos no quadro.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ter esta profissão um dia.&lt;br /&gt;Não me importava mesmo nada de um dia, voltar ao cern mas para trabalhar ali. Mesmo nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por agora tenho que voltar a programação e marrar, marrar, marrar pa conseguir um dia destes ter uma vidita assim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-140960677677740726?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/140960677677740726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=140960677677740726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/140960677677740726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/140960677677740726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/coisas-do-cern.html' title='Coisas do CERN'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-154572761914525335</id><published>2007-08-31T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T06:32:01.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqui Trabalha-se</title><content type='html'>Hoje escapei-me do meu office à hora de almoço e so voltei as 3.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah e tal vou ficar por aqui enquanto tenho o codigo o programa a correr".&lt;br /&gt;Quando cheguei mandaram-me isto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/compiling.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/compiling.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-154572761914525335?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/154572761914525335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=154572761914525335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/154572761914525335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/154572761914525335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/aqui-trabalha-se.html' title='Aqui Trabalha-se'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-6304302710967559300</id><published>2007-08-31T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:16.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desfile de Geeks do CERN</title><content type='html'>E o típico estilo que é possível encontrar no CERN é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/RtfPoBcm3PI/AAAAAAAABRc/uW3zNs8oV6c/s1600-h/00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/RtfPoBcm3PI/AAAAAAAABRc/uW3zNs8oV6c/s320/00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104776989137886450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-6304302710967559300?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/6304302710967559300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=6304302710967559300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6304302710967559300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6304302710967559300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/desfile-de-geeks-do-cern.html' title='Desfile de Geeks do CERN'/><author><name>Prozac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352477082276517251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/RtfPoBcm3PI/AAAAAAAABRc/uW3zNs8oV6c/s72-c/00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-297032326705514825</id><published>2007-08-27T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:21.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeeeeekend</title><content type='html'>Outro fim de semana daqueles de se dizer: Epá quem me dera ter tido um fim de semana como o vosso.&lt;br /&gt;Começámos por receber o André, um amigo do samuel, finalista de ciências políticas, que trabalha nas sede da União europeia em bruxelas numa espécie de estágio como o nosso aqui no cern.&lt;br /&gt;Sábado fomos pa Genève. Andámos por lá a passear e convenceram-me a ir ver o Benfica numa tasca típicamente tuga. Sou zportinguista mas alinhei. Já tinha saudades de uma bela cerveja tuga e de um pires de tremoços.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei do resultado e acabei por vir todo contente para casa.&lt;br /&gt;Domingo foi um dos dias mais fixes de sempre. Acordámos cedo e seguimos em direcção a França a casa de uns primos do samuel.&lt;br /&gt;O resultado da nossa tarde está nestas imagens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsYdZXVRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uYv4ns-Vp_4/s1600-h/00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsYdZXVRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uYv4ns-Vp_4/s400/00013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103401232716223762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsY9ZXVSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oUnZd8xtE2Q/s1600-h/00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsY9ZXVSI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oUnZd8xtE2Q/s400/00014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103401241306158370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsZNZXVTI/AAAAAAAAAIo/AWCyBxSSbgM/s1600-h/00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsw9ZXVZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/0-TY9i6fMTg/s400/00020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103401653623018898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsxNZXVaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/6SGpDNsZnYk/s1600-h/00021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsxNZXVaI/AAAAAAAAAJg/6SGpDNsZnYk/s400/00021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103401657917986210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtXNZXVbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Un9UnLN0XRc/s1600-h/00022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtXNZXVbI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Un9UnLN0XRc/s400/00022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103402310753015218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtXtZXVcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hGAfQPd3dQY/s1600-h/00023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtXtZXVcI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hGAfQPd3dQY/s400/00023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103402319342949826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtYNZXVdI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mlWr1rsBkUk/s1600-h/00024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtYNZXVdI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mlWr1rsBkUk/s400/00024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103402327932884434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtYtZXVeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7nh_J__ZWWE/s1600-h/00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtYtZXVeI/AAAAAAAAAKA/7nh_J__ZWWE/s400/00025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103402336522819042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtY9ZXVfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GJwAGC2EniM/s1600-h/Correze+aout2007+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLtY9ZXVfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GJwAGC2EniM/s400/Correze+aout2007+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103402340817786354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLyzdZXVgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gCEV4Q-AvOc/s1600-h/Correze+aout2007+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLyzdZXVgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/gCEV4Q-AvOc/s400/Correze+aout2007+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103408293642458626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLyz9ZXVhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jc7C86fW1gw/s1600-h/Correze+aout2007+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLyz9ZXVhI/AAAAAAAAAKY/jc7C86fW1gw/s400/Correze+aout2007+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103408302232393234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLy0tZXViI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JRPN1iRhnPI/s1600-h/Correze+aout2007+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLy0tZXViI/AAAAAAAAAKg/JRPN1iRhnPI/s400/Correze+aout2007+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103408315117295138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLy1NZXVjI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XJ056Ij3cVs/s1600-h/Correze+aout2007+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLy1NZXVjI/AAAAAAAAAKo/XJ056Ij3cVs/s400/Correze+aout2007+026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103408323707229746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim fizemos parapente no coração dos Alpes e haveriam muito mais imagens se o ricardo se tivesse lembrado de carregar a máquina. É completamente brutal. Cada um de nós voou durante 10 minutos a 900 metros de altura. E mais não digo. Experimentem porque descrições por palavras são incompletas. &lt;br /&gt;Finalizada a sessão de voos seguimos para uma vila famosa onde se realizaram os primeiros jogos olimpicos de Inverno, chamada Chamonix. Chegámos na altura em que acabava uma corrida daquelas à Homem, que durou 2 dias, por 160 km com mais de 8000 m de diferença de altitude no percurso.&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer dia meto-me numa destas.&lt;br /&gt;Visitámos a vila, tirámos umas fotos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLzI9ZXVkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0R-SPFtRf3c/s1600-h/Correze+aout2007+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLzI9ZXVkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/0R-SPFtRf3c/s400/Correze+aout2007+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103408663009646146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e seguimos para casa dos primos do avô do samuel onde fomos presenteados com uma manjar dos Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Não sei o que era, mas era bom. Pela primeira vez em não sei quantos anos abri uma excepção no meu regime de dieta numa refeição. Imaginem!&lt;br /&gt;Dormimos numa casa numa vila colocado sobre um monte com vista directa para o cume do monte branco. Uma vista destas logo pela manhã é fabulosa.&lt;br /&gt;Acordámos cedo para apanhar o comboio para regressar ao cern porque supostamente nós temos horário de trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Perdemos o comboio da madrugada e sem pena nenhuma nossa o proximo era só a hora de Almoço. Os primos do Samuel levaram-nos a passear pelos montes&lt;br /&gt;Fomos ver uma estancia de Ski e mais pessoal a fazer parapente e acabámos a visita num lado no meio da montanha, daqueles que parecem uma pintura (fotos para breve).&lt;br /&gt;Após 2 horas de viagem e uma hora de espera numa estação de comboios quase abandonada lá chegamos a casa e voltámos ao trabalho ao cern até as tantas da manhâ. Amanhã temos que mostrar trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ainda não acredito que voei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-297032326705514825?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/297032326705514825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=297032326705514825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/297032326705514825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/297032326705514825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/weeeeeeekend.html' title='Weeeeeeekend'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RtLsYdZXVRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/uYv4ns-Vp_4/s72-c/00013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-2693701561993801675</id><published>2007-08-22T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:21.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CERN Travelling</title><content type='html'>Ontem tivemos a nossa primeira visita guiada ao cern.&lt;br /&gt;Em português, por um português e só para nós, portugueses. Digamos que foi uma visita bem informal e quase personalizada  onde tivemos todo o tempo para fazer todas as perguntas que nos passaram pela cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;Agradeçemos ao André David, o nosso guia.&lt;br /&gt;Esquecemos-nos da maquina fotográfica mas nem por isso este post ficará sem imagens do que vimos.&lt;br /&gt;Começámos pelo inicio: O sítio onde o feixe é produzido.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo no meio das instalações do cern.&lt;br /&gt;Não foi possível ver o acelerador que produz o feixe mas vimos uns protótipos e pensamos no seu funcionamento.&lt;br /&gt;Soubemos que existem 3 linacs (numerados por ordem cronologica de construcção) e que uma quarto está para breve. E todos eles encontram-se mais ou menos no mesmo local, no centro do cern.&lt;br /&gt;Para além disso visitámos uma sala (daquelas para turista ver) onde estavam uma carrada de televisores mostrando informações sobre as propriedades (numero de protões, etc ) do feixe a ser produzido naquele momemto assim como a experiência de destino.&lt;br /&gt;Para terem uma ideia de como isto está organizado vejam esta imagem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.btinternet.com/~j.doyle/SR/sr3/CERN.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.btinternet.com/~j.doyle/SR/sr3/CERN.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A região pintada de vermelho é o sitio onde ficam as principais instalações do cern, onde nos trabalhamos.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto existem muitos mais tuneis com aceleradores do que aquele que se vê na imagem em cima.&lt;br /&gt;A próxima imagem mostra a organização subterrânea desses tuneis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://project-beam-instr-sw.web.cern.ch/project-beam-instr-sw/images/CernPict.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://project-beam-instr-sw.web.cern.ch/project-beam-instr-sw/images/CernPict.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tentarem sobrepor as duas imagens todos os aceleradores ficam dentro da zona pintada a vermelho excepto o LHC e o SPS, que são tangentes a essa zona.&lt;br /&gt;O SPS já funciona há muitos anos e a experiência em que nós trabalhamos ainda utilizava esse acelerador. Já agora, chama-se NA60 e estava instalada na àrea norte que se pode ver no esquema. Quanto ao LHC, embora os tuneis também já sejam velhitos, só no proximo ano estará pronto para funcionar. Está localizado a cerca de 100 metros de profundidade. Nele estão a ser construidas quatro novas experiências:Atlas, CMS, LHCb e Alice.&lt;br /&gt;Após esta introdução, continuemos com a visita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De seguida fomos para as instalações da IT, basicamente o departamento de informática aqui do cern. É para este local que todos os dados recolhidos em todas as experiências são enviados em tempo real.&lt;br /&gt;É aqui que é feito o controlo de toda a rede no cern. É aqui que existe uma ligação directa por satélite para enviar dados para chicago. É um dos sítios mais fascinantes em que já estive.&lt;br /&gt;É o exemplo vivo do conceito de infinito numerável.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem um armazem de dois andares cheios de computadores onde nós podemos arranjar uma forma de numerar todos os computadores que lá estão mas nunca saberemos quantos são.&lt;br /&gt;Se não fosse o poderoso sistema de refrigeração, aquela sala não aguentava 5 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-os algumas imagens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxW_NZXVMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5zXvfaTn4AQ/s1600-h/0610004_01-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxW_NZXVMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5zXvfaTn4AQ/s400/0610004_01-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101548121831724226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXANZXVNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CBLdEJoduVc/s1600-h/0610004_02-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXANZXVNI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CBLdEJoduVc/s400/0610004_02-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101548139011593426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXAtZXVOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lwWkutrqyeM/s1600-h/0610004_04-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXAtZXVOI/AAAAAAAAAIA/lwWkutrqyeM/s400/0610004_04-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101548147601528034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXBNZXVPI/AAAAAAAAAII/vY6dZt6c3RE/s1600-h/0610004_05-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXBNZXVPI/AAAAAAAAAII/vY6dZt6c3RE/s400/0610004_05-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101548156191462642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXBtZXVQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7pTi5XQf1lo/s1600-h/0610004_06-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxXBtZXVQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7pTi5XQf1lo/s400/0610004_06-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101548164781397250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente no mundo só existe um outro local assim e esse local é o Google.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei maravilhado.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem a quantidade de pornografia que se poderia guardar naquelas salas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois seguimos para uma das experiências que já referi em cima: Atlas.&lt;br /&gt;Como já disse o túnel do LHC situa-se a 100 metros de profundidade. As experiências têm que ser montadas a essa profundidade. São gigantescas.&lt;br /&gt;São uma das maiores obras de engenharia que já vi.&lt;br /&gt;Basicamente eles cavaram tuneis em profundidade, 100 metros e meterem com gruas toda a aparalhagem para dentro do buraco escavado. Uma vez lá em baixo, monta-se a experiência aos bocados.&lt;br /&gt;Para terem uma ideia, só o dispositivo da experiência atlas tem a altura de um edificio de 4 ou 5 andares. Imaginem o que é construir um prédio de 5 andares a 100 metros de profundidade. Isto é muito pior.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica uma amostra do que se passa a 100 metros de profundidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0705024/0705024_01/0705024_01-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0705024/0705024_01/0705024_01-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0704020/0704020_04/0704020_04-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0704020/0704020_04/0704020_04-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0704020/0704020_07/0704020_07-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0704020/0704020_07/0704020_07-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0705019/0705019_06/0705019_06-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0705019/0705019_06/0705019_06-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0705021/0705021_04/0705021_04-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://mediaarchive.cern.ch/MediaArchive/Photo/Public/2007/0705021/0705021_04/0705021_04-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por ontem ficámos por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Na proxima semana vamos visitar CMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsxW_NZXVMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5zXvfaTn4AQ/s72-c/0610004_01-A4-at-144-dpi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-2040732040423523447</id><published>2007-08-22T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T04:25:55.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1000 coisas para se fazer no horário de trabalho</title><content type='html'>Add up a series of numbers your social security number, your date of birth, your telephone number, to see if the total is divisible by seven&lt;br /&gt;Add up your debts&lt;br /&gt;Annoy a friend&lt;br /&gt;Argue with a colleague about who is the best football quarterback ever&lt;br /&gt;Arm wrestle with a colleague&lt;br /&gt;Arrange a protest march for a cause you believe in&lt;br /&gt;Arrange a seating plan for the office&lt;br /&gt;Arrange to meet a friend in the washroom to chat&lt;br /&gt;Arrange unpaid bills by date order&lt;br /&gt;Arrange your next vacation from work&lt;br /&gt;Ask a friend to help you make your own list of wasteful tasks&lt;br /&gt;Ask colleagues to show you photos of their last vacation&lt;br /&gt;Ask your boss for new office furniture&lt;br /&gt;Ask your grandpa what grandma was like when she was young&lt;br /&gt;Avoid stepping on the gaps between sidewalk paving stones during your lunch break&lt;br /&gt;Balance a pen, pencil, knife, and fork across your index finger&lt;br /&gt;Balance on one leg of your chair&lt;br /&gt;Begin to work out your family tree&lt;br /&gt;Blow paper at colleagues through a straw&lt;br /&gt;Blow up a paper bag and burst it behind a friend&lt;br /&gt;Blow your own imaginary trumpet&lt;br /&gt;Blow your own trumpet&lt;br /&gt;Blubber your lips with your fingers, making bub, bub, bub noises&lt;br /&gt;Boil water and make a cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;Bore your friends by explaining how to draw an equilateral triangle that contains three right angles&lt;br /&gt;Borrow a pen from someone in another&lt;br /&gt;Borrow something from someone and forget to return it&lt;br /&gt;Braid your hair&lt;br /&gt;Break your diet&lt;br /&gt;Bring a violin case to work for a week and carry it with you wherever&lt;br /&gt;Browse through Roget's Thesaurus&lt;br /&gt;Brush back your hair with your left hand&lt;br /&gt;Build a ladder of good intentions to Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Build a house of cards&lt;br /&gt;Build a model Eiffel Tower using toothpicks&lt;br /&gt;Build a model of the white House from old cigarette packs&lt;br /&gt;Cacuate how much money you spend on average each day&lt;br /&gt;Calculate all the money you have spent in your life so far&lt;br /&gt;Calculate how long it would take you and three friends to build a major road&lt;br /&gt;Calculate how long it would take you to read a twenty-volume encyclopedia&lt;br /&gt;Calculate how many minutes you have been alive&lt;br /&gt;Calculate how many seconds there are in one year&lt;br /&gt;Calculate how much better off you were last year&lt;br /&gt;Calculate how much money you spend each year&lt;br /&gt;Calculate what you would do if you had a million dollars&lt;br /&gt;Calculate which way is north of where you sit&lt;br /&gt;Calculate your age in days&lt;br /&gt;Calculate your annual budget&lt;br /&gt;Calculate your monthly expenses&lt;br /&gt;Call people rude names; then hide&lt;br /&gt;Call someone whose name begins with the letter "L"&lt;br /&gt;Call up someone you talked to last year&lt;br /&gt;Call up someone you talked to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Carve miniature boomerangs f'rom paperboard and flick them at ends&lt;br /&gt;Carve your initials onto your desk&lt;br /&gt;Catch a cigarette in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Challenge a colleague to a plant-growing race - see who can grow the tallest plant in three months&lt;br /&gt;Challenge the office assistant to a game of marbles&lt;br /&gt;Change the batteries in your radio&lt;br /&gt;Change the order of your keys on your key ring&lt;br /&gt;Change the proportions of your face&lt;br /&gt;Chat to a friend about your last date&lt;br /&gt;Chat to a workmate about the book you are reading&lt;br /&gt;Check all the illustration numbers in this book against their captions&lt;br /&gt;Check share values in an old newspaper (maybe one ten years old) to see whyt changes have occurred&lt;br /&gt;Check share values in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Check the classified ads in the paper to see if there is anything you need&lt;br /&gt;Check to be sure your money is not counterfeit&lt;br /&gt;Check your answers for yesterday's crossword puzzle&lt;br /&gt;Check your house price from the real estate advertisements in the local paper&lt;br /&gt;Check your make-up in a small mirror&lt;br /&gt;Check your underarms for body smells&lt;br /&gt;Check your waist measurement&lt;br /&gt;Chew a match&lt;br /&gt;Chew a toffee&lt;br /&gt;Chew the end of a ballpoint pen&lt;br /&gt;Christmas dinner party&lt;br /&gt;Clean out the sleep from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Clean out the supply closet&lt;br /&gt;Clean out vour ear with Q-Tip&lt;br /&gt;Clean out your wastepaper basket&lt;br /&gt;Clean up the mess after clearing out the hole punch&lt;br /&gt;Clean your comb&lt;br /&gt;Clean your fingernails&lt;br /&gt;Clean your hairbrush&lt;br /&gt;Clean your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Clear out the company medicine cabinet&lt;br /&gt;Clear out the hole punch&lt;br /&gt;Click your tongue to make a sound like galloping horses&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and imagine what it would be like to be blind&lt;br /&gt;Coin a phrase&lt;br /&gt;Color in the pattern on the facing page four colors or tints so no two abutting araeas have the same color&lt;br /&gt;Color squares on graph paper&lt;br /&gt;Comb your hair down&lt;br /&gt;Compare yourself to earlier photographs&lt;br /&gt;Conduct a marching band while humming and chatting&lt;br /&gt;Conduct an imaginary orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Conjugate ten verbs&lt;br /&gt;Console a colleague&lt;br /&gt;Construct a fictitious resume for yourself&lt;br /&gt;Construct a theory for the location of your soul&lt;br /&gt;Construct elaborate geometric patterns, then color them in with colored pencils&lt;br /&gt;Construct elaborate patterns using circles&lt;br /&gt;Construct your company's organizational tree&lt;br /&gt;Consult a book to interpret your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Consult an oracle&lt;br /&gt;Contact someone on the computer system&lt;br /&gt;Convince someone that an African elephant has smaller ears than an Asian elephant&lt;br /&gt;Copy out your list of "tasks to do" again in a neat form&lt;br /&gt;Count how many pages are in this book&lt;br /&gt;Count television antennas from the window&lt;br /&gt;Count the buttons on your jacket&lt;br /&gt;Count the freckles on your face&lt;br /&gt;Count the freckles on your forearms&lt;br /&gt;Count the holes in your watch strap&lt;br /&gt;Count the number of checks left in your checkbook&lt;br /&gt;Count the number of matches in a box&lt;br /&gt;Count the number of Smiths in the telephone book&lt;br /&gt;Count the number of times "love" appears in Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet&lt;br /&gt;Count the number ways to waste time on this page (added by Matt J.)&lt;br /&gt;Count the roof tiles on the nearest building&lt;br /&gt;Count the small change in your pockets or purse&lt;br /&gt;Count the stars&lt;br /&gt;Count the typographical errors in a newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Count the windows in the biggest building you can see from your window&lt;br /&gt;Count the words on this page&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings&lt;br /&gt;Cover a sheet of paper with doodles&lt;br /&gt;Crack your knuckles&lt;br /&gt;Create a new cocktail for the office Christmas party&lt;br /&gt;Create shadow figures using your hands&lt;br /&gt;Cross and uncross your legs and practice your most impressive sitting position&lt;br /&gt;Cry to get sympathy from a friend or your boss&lt;br /&gt;Cultivate bangs (if you're a woman)&lt;br /&gt;Cut an envelope to make scrap paper&lt;br /&gt;Cut out heads from magazines and stick them on other bodies&lt;br /&gt;Cut out pictures from magazines&lt;br /&gt;Cut yourself some shoe liners from old cardboard&lt;br /&gt;Dance a jig&lt;br /&gt;Dance around the office with a colleague&lt;br /&gt;Daydream&lt;br /&gt;Decide how you are going to pay your debts this month&lt;br /&gt;Decide what style of topiary you would like in your garden&lt;br /&gt;Decide what you really want to do with your life&lt;br /&gt;Decide where to go on vacation in next year&lt;br /&gt;Decide which items on your "Things to do" list need doing&lt;br /&gt;Decide who you are going to pay this month&lt;br /&gt;Demonstrate a karate throw to a colleague&lt;br /&gt;Describe a journey to Britain on an old ship&lt;br /&gt;Describe the last days in the lives of the dinosaurs that made these fossils&lt;br /&gt;Describe to a colleague how you would explain to a child how a baby is made&lt;br /&gt;Describe what Lincoln might be thinkig if he were not a statue&lt;br /&gt;Design a new chair&lt;br /&gt;Design a new desk&lt;br /&gt;Design a new mode of transportation&lt;br /&gt;Design a new office notice board&lt;br /&gt;Design a stamp to commemorate your life&lt;br /&gt;Design an old postage stamp&lt;br /&gt;Design an outfit for anoffice toga party&lt;br /&gt;Design new office shelving&lt;br /&gt;Design yourself a new office&lt;br /&gt;Despair !&lt;br /&gt;Devise your own coat of arms&lt;br /&gt;Devise your own ornamental device&lt;br /&gt;Dilute the error-correcting fluid&lt;br /&gt;Discuss Ludwig Wittgenstein's Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus with a workmate&lt;br /&gt;Distort a picture of you or a friend on the company photocopier&lt;br /&gt;Do skipping with an imaginary rope&lt;br /&gt;Do a "head-over-heels"&lt;br /&gt;Do a jigsaw puzzle upside down&lt;br /&gt;Do a magic trick in front of your colleagues&lt;br /&gt;Do a self-portrait using colored pencils&lt;br /&gt;Do absolutely nothing for five minutes&lt;br /&gt;Do exercises in your chair&lt;br /&gt;Do fifty push-ups&lt;br /&gt;Do sit-ups on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Do some exercises&lt;br /&gt;Do some kitting&lt;br /&gt;Do the same thing and see if it is divisible by three&lt;br /&gt;Doodle&lt;br /&gt;Doze in a chair&lt;br /&gt;Draw a cartoon of a close friend&lt;br /&gt;Draw a cyclops step-by-step&lt;br /&gt;Draw a funny picture of your family&lt;br /&gt;Draw a map of Europe from memory&lt;br /&gt;Draw a map of your town ti&lt;br /&gt;Draw a Ouija board and try to contact the original chairperson of your company&lt;br /&gt;Draw a totem pole using the faces of colleagues and friends&lt;br /&gt;Draw boxes and triangles in the margins of books&lt;br /&gt;Draw cartoons&lt;br /&gt;Draw circles by tracing around the base of a bottle or cup&lt;br /&gt;Draw daisies in the margins of paper or a book&lt;br /&gt;Draw different types of lips and match them to workmates&lt;br /&gt;Draw faces on balloons&lt;br /&gt;Draw Frankenstein's monster&lt;br /&gt;Draw glasses on faces in today newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Draw lines across the contours of faces in magazines&lt;br /&gt;Draw mustaches onto photos in magazines&lt;br /&gt;Draw out your family tree&lt;br /&gt;Draw spectacles on photographs in newspapers&lt;br /&gt;Draw twenty circles on a sheet of paper and draw a different face in each one&lt;br /&gt;Draw up a two-month calendar and add special events&lt;br /&gt;Draw your favorite flower&lt;br /&gt;Draw your own profile&lt;br /&gt;Dream of possessing your loved one&lt;br /&gt;Dream of taking a ride on a dolphin&lt;br /&gt;Drum out a rhythm with your fingers&lt;br /&gt;During a phone conversation tell your loved one how devoted you are&lt;br /&gt;Each week, look at the backs of your hands for signs of aging&lt;br /&gt;Eat a candy with a noisy wrapper&lt;br /&gt;Eat strange food that will keep you awake all night and make you feel so tired that tomorrow you will fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Eat your lunch with chopstics&lt;br /&gt;Eavesdrop&lt;br /&gt;Email any mistakes to the author (added by Matt J.)&lt;br /&gt;Empty your pockets&lt;br /&gt;Enact the sky between two airplanes, using your hands to describe the actions, and making machine gun noises with your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Estimate the cubic capacity of a container&lt;br /&gt;Estimate your total wealth&lt;br /&gt;Evaluate how much spare time you have each week to do nothing&lt;br /&gt;Exercise your tongue by trying to make it reach the tip of your nose&lt;br /&gt;Fall asleep at your desk&lt;br /&gt;Fall into a fit of rage&lt;br /&gt;Fall into a rage&lt;br /&gt;Fax a list of jokes to a friend&lt;br /&gt;Feed the birds outside the window&lt;br /&gt;Feel very angry about some trivial problem and talk about it endlessly to f'riends&lt;br /&gt;Fiddle with your earring&lt;br /&gt;Fight an imaginary&lt;br /&gt;Figure out how to catch the animals that escaped from the zoo&lt;br /&gt;Figure out how to make a 3-D icosahedron from paper&lt;br /&gt;Figure out how to use color in a map with the minimum number of colors so that no two adjacent areas are the same color&lt;br /&gt;Figure out how you would teach a bear to dance&lt;br /&gt;Figure out if you can climb through a playing card&lt;br /&gt;Figure out the height of your office building&lt;br /&gt;Figure out the largest single sum of money you ever earned&lt;br /&gt;Figure out the largest single sum of money you ever paid anyone&lt;br /&gt;Figure out the middle letter of the alphabet&lt;br /&gt;Figure out the plot for a novel&lt;br /&gt;Figure out what you would do locked in the bathroom without toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;Figure out what your enemies think of you&lt;br /&gt;Figure out what your friends think of you&lt;br /&gt;Figure out who is the shortest person in the office&lt;br /&gt;Figure out who is the tallest in your office&lt;br /&gt;Figure the relationship between extraterrestria forces, metaphysical forces, paranormal forces, and the orders of spiritual levels in Heaven and Hell&lt;br /&gt;Figure the values of half and half and half a number until you arrive at its twentieth value&lt;br /&gt;Fill in a crossword puzzle without using the clues&lt;br /&gt;Fill in earlier weeks in your office calendar&lt;br /&gt;Fill in every letter p on the facing page end avoid reading the text&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the teeth on the photographs of people in magazines&lt;br /&gt;Fill in your office calendar with things you would like to be doing&lt;br /&gt;Fill out the personal notes page of your office calendar&lt;br /&gt;Find a new friend&lt;br /&gt;Find a place to lie down in peace&lt;br /&gt;Find a secret space and play cards with your friends&lt;br /&gt;Find fault with everyone&lt;br /&gt;Find out how to adopt an animal at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;Find out the birthdays of all your collegues&lt;br /&gt;Find out what is on TV thais week&lt;br /&gt;Find out who borrowed your scissors and get them back&lt;br /&gt;Flick paper at friends&lt;br /&gt;Flip a coin to see who gets the coffee at break&lt;br /&gt;Fold and refold your handkerchief&lt;br /&gt;Fold brown paper into neat squares&lt;br /&gt;Frighten a friend&lt;br /&gt;Gaze at the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Get drunk&lt;br /&gt;Get everyone in the office to swap desks to confuse your boss&lt;br /&gt;Get someone's attention by kicking them in the backside&lt;br /&gt;Get very drunk&lt;br /&gt;Get your calculator to spell words&lt;br /&gt;Give up one of your favorite activities for a month so that you feel virtuous&lt;br /&gt;Go forth and preach&lt;br /&gt;Go out and buy a pack of cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;Go out and send a letter&lt;br /&gt;Go sit on the toilet&lt;br /&gt;Go to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;Go visit your friends in the company and chat&lt;br /&gt;Greet a new employee&lt;br /&gt;Grow a mustache (if you're a man)&lt;br /&gt;Grow an unusual hairstyle&lt;br /&gt;Grow your hair into a new style&lt;br /&gt;Guess how much and then count the money in your pockets&lt;br /&gt;Guess the value of a dollar in a year's time&lt;br /&gt;Guess the weights of your f'riends&lt;br /&gt;Guess who will be the next US President&lt;br /&gt;Guzzle a pint of beer&lt;br /&gt;Hammer a nail in the wall to hang your coat on&lt;br /&gt;Have a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;Have a cold beer&lt;br /&gt;Have a snack&lt;br /&gt;Hire a fancy-dress outfit at lunch break and wear it all afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head in your hands&lt;br /&gt;Hold your right ear with your lett hand and your nose with your right hand, then hold your left ear with your right hand and your nose with your left hand, and repeat and repeat&lt;br /&gt;Hop on one leg along a straight line&lt;br /&gt;If you could return to earth as a celebrity, who would you be?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a conversation in which your bank manager asks for your help&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a day in the life of a coach horse in nineteenth century England&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a discussion with a drunk&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a perfect murder&lt;br /&gt;Imagine an orgy&lt;br /&gt;Imagine an unlikely place to meet a friend&lt;br /&gt;Imagine an X-ray of your hand&lt;br /&gt;Imagine arriving for work in the US President's car&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being Adam and what you would have done on meeting Eve&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being a character in a novel&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being a slave asleep on a slave ship&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being bandaged alive and put in a mummy's coffin&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being eaten alive&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being Eve and what you would have done on meeting Adam&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being taken away by a superhero&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being taken away by King Kong&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being thin&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being very poor&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being very rich&lt;br /&gt;Imagine colleagues' reactions if you came to work dressed differently&lt;br /&gt;Imagine coming to work by elephant&lt;br /&gt;Imagine coming to work in a tank&lt;br /&gt;Imagine coming to work on your own orie-wheeled invention&lt;br /&gt;Imagine confronting an opponent riding an elephant on the battlefield&lt;br /&gt;Imagine doing a different job&lt;br /&gt;Imagine for what reason you would want to blow up the government offices&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Ginger Rogers inviting you to dance and waltz around the room&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having a conversation with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having a howler monkey for a pet&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having a life as short as that of a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having tea in China&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to fight for your country hundreds of years ago&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to fight in World War I&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to fight in World War III&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to go out and kill your lunch before you can cook and eat it&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having to migrate to reach a breeding ground&lt;br /&gt;Imagine having your boss just where you want&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how cold it must be to wear a kilt in winter&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how cold it would living in an igloo&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how long it would take to get to work on a horse&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how long it would take to write your own biography&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how sorry everyone will be when you are dead&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how to cope with being a werewolf&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how you would escape from being tied up&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how you would interview your boss for your job&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how you would look after being told you have got a raise&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how you would look after being told your raise doubles your salary&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how you would pick a fight with your friends&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life if you were as small as a cat&lt;br /&gt;Imagine making a living by loaning people money&lt;br /&gt;Imagine playing solitaire in a prison for thirteen years&lt;br /&gt;Imagine pressing hot kisses onto the one you love&lt;br /&gt;Imagine reading a diary of several past generations written by your greatgrandmother&lt;br /&gt;Imagine riding home through tragic on a penny-farthing&lt;br /&gt;Imagine standing next to the tallest tree in the world&lt;br /&gt;Imagine ten things you might buy on vacation&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the colors of fairies' wings&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the weight of an elephant's suit of armor&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the worst thing that could happen to you&lt;br /&gt;Imagine two whales making love in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Imagine utter despair&lt;br /&gt;Imagine wearing a fifth-century metal helmet a day&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what child care is like for male seahorses&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what excuses you would make if caught in an embarrassing position&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what is "going on" next door&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what it is like in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what it is like in Hell&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what it is like to have an operation without anesthetic&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what it would be like inside an iron maiden&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what it would be like to be a fish in the sea&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what people will be reading about in a year's time&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what style of beard you prefer&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you will do between now and your retirement&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you will do when you retire&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you woud do with ultimate power&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would be like as your boss's boss&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would be worth if you had owned some successful shares for ten years&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do if you had only one year to live&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do if locked in a dungeon for twenty years&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do if you got your toe stuck in the bathtub faucet&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do if you had only one day to live&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do if you had only one week to live&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do if you were the richest person in the world&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do if you were very, very ugly&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do upon discovering someone you love has died&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do with $100,000&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would do with superhero powers&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would say in a message to space, trying to contact alien species&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would say to someone - a friend or relative - who returns from the dead&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what you would say to the Devil if you went to Hell&lt;br /&gt;Imagine whom you would torture if you owned a rack&lt;br /&gt;Imagine why you might have won an Oscar&lt;br /&gt;Imagine wild sexual positions&lt;br /&gt;Imagine wnat you would look with no hair&lt;br /&gt;Imagine working in a pit crew for a racing team&lt;br /&gt;Imagine working in a tower in a castle&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are about to take off in the space shuttle&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are floating in space&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are in control of a major operation&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are making love with Marilin Monroe (if you are a man)&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you are making love with Robert Redford (if you are a woman)&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Robert Redford and Marilyn Monroe making love together&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your boss as a piece of fruit&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your living room with new wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;Imagine your worst nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself in women's clothing (if you are a man)&lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself as an artist painting your dream house&lt;br /&gt;Imagine zero gravity&lt;br /&gt;Imitate other people's way of walking&lt;br /&gt;Improve your ambidextrous skills&lt;br /&gt;Improve your whistling skills&lt;br /&gt;In the two pictures shown upside down against each other, figure out the differences&lt;br /&gt;Inform a colleague about the difference between a zubra and a zebra&lt;br /&gt;Invent new items for a later edition of this book&lt;br /&gt;Invent signals that you can send across a field&lt;br /&gt;Invent a caption for this picture&lt;br /&gt;Invent a conversation between Napoleon and Hitler&lt;br /&gt;Invent a conversation with a drunk parrot&lt;br /&gt;Invent a corresponaence with someone famous&lt;br /&gt;Invent a day in the life of a small dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;Invent a mechanical contraption to make the tea or coffee&lt;br /&gt;Invent a motto&lt;br /&gt;Invent a new animal using the characteristics of three existing ones&lt;br /&gt;Invent a new identity for yourself&lt;br /&gt;Invent a secret alphabet and write messages in it&lt;br /&gt;Invent a wonderful fancy costume&lt;br /&gt;Invent an office golf obstacle course&lt;br /&gt;Invent an unusual fancy-dress costume&lt;br /&gt;Invent characters for a novel&lt;br /&gt;Invent families for these people&lt;br /&gt;Invent imaginary creatures&lt;br /&gt;Invent new monsters and creatures on paper and give them collegues’ names&lt;br /&gt;Invent personalities for each of the people in this picture&lt;br /&gt;Invent ten new "Old Testament" commandments&lt;br /&gt;Invent ten reasons why you I would give people medals&lt;br /&gt;Invent the conversation you might have if you met with an alien&lt;br /&gt;Invent the worst opening sentence of a novel&lt;br /&gt;Invent ways of disposing of a body&lt;br /&gt;Invent Winston Churchill's next line&lt;br /&gt;Invite friends out for a drink after work&lt;br /&gt;Jump on your chair and shout "cockroachI" to frighten your colleagues&lt;br /&gt;Keep a diary&lt;br /&gt;Lace your shoes differently&lt;br /&gt;Laugh at old photographs of yourself and colleagues&lt;br /&gt;Laugh at your boss latest demands&lt;br /&gt;Lean back in your chair and look at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Learn five new words in your dictionary&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to carry out resuscitation&lt;br /&gt;Learn the symbols for the signs of the zodiac&lt;br /&gt;Learn to calculate&lt;br /&gt;Learn to draw an equilateral triangle&lt;br /&gt;Learn to identify pasta types&lt;br /&gt;Learn to identify the names for parts of a sword&lt;br /&gt;Learn to identify the sex of earwigs&lt;br /&gt;Learn to read your fortune in the lines on the palms of your hands&lt;br /&gt;Lie horizontal on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Lie very still and pretend to be dead&lt;br /&gt;List a boy's and girl's name for each letter of the alphabet&lt;br /&gt;List a the hotels you have stayed in&lt;br /&gt;List all the animals you would like to visit at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;List all the places in the world you would like to visit&lt;br /&gt;List as many creepy-crawly insects as you can&lt;br /&gt;List the faults of your friends&lt;br /&gt;List what you would do if you had only ten days to live&lt;br /&gt;List what you would do if you had only ten minutes to live&lt;br /&gt;List your ten favorite actors or actresses&lt;br /&gt;List your ten favorite names for boys&lt;br /&gt;List your ten favorite names for girls&lt;br /&gt;Listen in one private conversation&lt;br /&gt;Listen in to other people's conversations and pretend they are talking to you (added by Andrea W.)&lt;br /&gt;Listen to pop music on headphones&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Look at old diaries to see what you did this timeast year and the year before&lt;br /&gt;Look at your vacation photos&lt;br /&gt;Look out of the window&lt;br /&gt;Look through last year's staff party photographs&lt;br /&gt;Look to See if anything has fallen behind the radiators&lt;br /&gt;Look up the value of your old LPs in a catalog&lt;br /&gt;Make a "Big Brother" poster of your boss using the photocopier&lt;br /&gt;Make a Christmas card list of friends&lt;br /&gt;Make a cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;Make a cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;Make a funny hat&lt;br /&gt;Make a ist of your charms&lt;br /&gt;Make a liist of time-wasting activities&lt;br /&gt;Make a list in order of priority of the tasks to do&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of all the books you would like to read (added by Andrea W.)&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of all the people you owe dinner invitations&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of all the people you'd enjoy having sex with&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of anagrams from your name&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of books you have already read (added by Andrea W.)&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of everything you ate yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of extinct or endangered species&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of friends you could write to when you get back&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of omissions from this list&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of people you should invite to dinner&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of ten questions you would ask Napoleon should you meet in the afterlife&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of the ten best films ever made&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of the ten most attractive men in the world&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of the ten most attractive women in the world&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of the ten people you would arrest immediately if you became dictator&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of the things you would do to your bank manager if you had power over him&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of the things you are most afraid of having done&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of the things you are most proud of having done&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of things that you would pack to take on a vacation to Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of things to do on the weekend&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of your best features&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of your debts&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of your faults&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of your replies in answer to questions about your work colleagues so the lie detector does not reveal your true feelings&lt;br /&gt;Make a machine for blowing smoke rings&lt;br /&gt;Make a mask out of a piece of card or paper&lt;br /&gt;Make a musical instrument from a paper and comb&lt;br /&gt;Make a musical instrument out of drinking straws&lt;br /&gt;Make a paper airplane&lt;br /&gt;Make a paper box&lt;br /&gt;Make a paper chain&lt;br /&gt;Make a paper hat from office stationery&lt;br /&gt;Make a paperclip chain&lt;br /&gt;Make a parcel of unwanted objects and send it to someone in a different departs&lt;br /&gt;Make a rubbing of a coin&lt;br /&gt;Make a shopping list for next Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Make faces at the goldfish&lt;br /&gt;Make facial expressions in a mirror&lt;br /&gt;Make funny faces at the person nearest you&lt;br /&gt;Make ink blots and move them around to form shapes&lt;br /&gt;Make labels for all the office drawers&lt;br /&gt;Make patterns with paperclips&lt;br /&gt;Make rude gestures to passersby&lt;br /&gt;Make rude hand gestures&lt;br /&gt;Make shadaw images with your hands&lt;br /&gt;Make silhouette cutouts of your workmates&lt;br /&gt;Make silly noises&lt;br /&gt;Make sure that the birthdays of all your family and friends are listed in your office calendar&lt;br /&gt;Make ten words from your name using each letter just once&lt;br /&gt;Make up a joke&lt;br /&gt;Make up a nonsense conversation to have with a friend&lt;br /&gt;Make up anagrams for different countries&lt;br /&gt;Make up some Chinese-style writing and invent what it says&lt;br /&gt;Make your desk untidy then make it tidy again&lt;br /&gt;Make your own crossword puzzle&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself sneeze (added by Matt J.)&lt;br /&gt;March around the office like a Roman soldier&lt;br /&gt;Massage the bags under your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Master the art of playing musical spoons&lt;br /&gt;Measure the height of the plant by your desk&lt;br /&gt;Measure theength of your fingers&lt;br /&gt;Measure your height&lt;br /&gt;Meditate&lt;br /&gt;Memorize the formula for calculating the velocity of water passing through a tube giving the interior distance and the speed&lt;br /&gt;Memorize the order of the books in the "Old Testament"&lt;br /&gt;Name Snow White's seven dwarfs&lt;br /&gt;Name the 101 Dalmations&lt;br /&gt;Panic&lt;br /&gt;Peel an orange&lt;br /&gt;Peep through a keyhole at an office meeting&lt;br /&gt;Phone a friend and resolve a disagreement&lt;br /&gt;Phone someone in your office to see if they are bored&lt;br /&gt;Phone up an airline and find out how much it would cost to travel to London on Concorde&lt;br /&gt;Phone up someone in the company you do not know and say hello&lt;br /&gt;Photocopy pictures of places you would like to visit from an old history book&lt;br /&gt;Photocopy your hand&lt;br /&gt;Pick a day to take your children to the park&lt;br /&gt;Pick off old nail polish&lt;br /&gt;Pick the worst team you can think of in your favorite sport&lt;br /&gt;Pick your nose&lt;br /&gt;Pickyour teeth with a toothpick&lt;br /&gt;Place a collection of new magazines in the bathroom for guests to read&lt;br /&gt;Plan a bank robbery&lt;br /&gt;Plan a camping vacation&lt;br /&gt;Plan a day at your favorite beach&lt;br /&gt;Plan a day when you stay at home sick and lie in bed and do nothing&lt;br /&gt;Plan a Halloween party&lt;br /&gt;Plan a night out with your best friends at your favorite restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Plan a trip in a hot-air balloon with your partner&lt;br /&gt;Plan a trip to Europe if you have not been there&lt;br /&gt;Plan a visit to a local historic building&lt;br /&gt;Plan how to give up smoking or any vice&lt;br /&gt;Plan to achieve an ambition&lt;br /&gt;Plan to dispose of a body&lt;br /&gt;Plan what to do with the money when you win the state lottery&lt;br /&gt;Plan what you will cook for dinner this evening&lt;br /&gt;Plan what you would do with one ten hours to live&lt;br /&gt;Plan your retirement&lt;br /&gt;Play a card trick on a friend&lt;br /&gt;Play a game of gin rummy&lt;br /&gt;Play a tune on a cup with a spoon&lt;br /&gt;Play a tune on a rubber band&lt;br /&gt;Play a tune on your teeth&lt;br /&gt;Play a tune on your teeth with a pencil or ballpoint pen&lt;br /&gt;Play a tune with your tongue (make galloping sounds)&lt;br /&gt;Play an imaginary harmonica&lt;br /&gt;Play cards with a colleague&lt;br /&gt;Play cards with a group of workmates&lt;br /&gt;Play music to your plants&lt;br /&gt;Play solitaire&lt;br /&gt;Play solitaire and cheat&lt;br /&gt;Play with a hole in your teeth with your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Play with the candy wrapper while you eat the candy&lt;br /&gt;Play with the keys or money in your pocket&lt;br /&gt;Play with the things on your desk&lt;br /&gt;Play with worry beads&lt;br /&gt;Play with your watch strap&lt;br /&gt;Play your boss at checkers&lt;br /&gt;Play yourself at chess - and cheat&lt;br /&gt;Play yourself at tick-tack-toe&lt;br /&gt;Play yourself at tick-tack-toe&lt;br /&gt;Pluck your eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;Polish a peach&lt;br /&gt;Polish and shine an old coin&lt;br /&gt;Polish spectacles&lt;br /&gt;Polish your nails&lt;br /&gt;Pop air out of the pockets in plastic sheet materials&lt;br /&gt;Practice juggling&lt;br /&gt;Practice balancing a dime on its edge&lt;br /&gt;Practice bandaging your finger&lt;br /&gt;Practice belching&lt;br /&gt;Practice blinking with one eye and then the other&lt;br /&gt;Practice blowing smoke rings&lt;br /&gt;Practice body-building in a mirror&lt;br /&gt;Practice different handwriting styles&lt;br /&gt;Practice drawing perfect circles without a compass&lt;br /&gt;Practice drinking from a cup while lying down&lt;br /&gt;Practice farting&lt;br /&gt;Practice folding your suitjacket for your next business trip&lt;br /&gt;Practice forging your boss's signature&lt;br /&gt;Practice hand shadow art&lt;br /&gt;Practice insulting hand gestures&lt;br /&gt;Practice levitating&lt;br /&gt;Practice magic card tricks&lt;br /&gt;Practice making strange faces in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Practice making paper cutouts&lt;br /&gt;Practice rubbing your tummy and rubbing your head at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Practice signing someone else's signature&lt;br /&gt;Practice telepathy with your workmates&lt;br /&gt;Practice the Mona Lisa smile&lt;br /&gt;Practice the skill of clicking your fingers&lt;br /&gt;Practice throwing crumpled up pieces of paper into the wastepaper basket&lt;br /&gt;Practice touching your chin with your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Practice touching your nose with your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Practice walking on on leg&lt;br /&gt;Practice writing a letter without looking at the paper&lt;br /&gt;Practice writing your name with the hand you don't usually write with&lt;br /&gt;Practice writing your signature left-hand&lt;br /&gt;Practice your swimming skills by lying across a stool&lt;br /&gt;Pray for an easier life&lt;br /&gt;Pray for something good to happen&lt;br /&gt;Predict which football team will win this year's Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;Press the cap of your ballpoint pen in and out&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you are walking on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Pretend gou are a race car driver&lt;br /&gt;Pretend to be a bird&lt;br /&gt;Pretend to be dead and lie very still&lt;br /&gt;Pretend to dance around the room with Fred Astaire&lt;br /&gt;Pretend to hold a gun and shoot people as they walk by&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you are a statue&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you are speaking to someone on phone&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you can walk on the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Pretend you have lost your memory&lt;br /&gt;Promise not to swear ever again&lt;br /&gt;Promise to become a blood donor&lt;br /&gt;Prune and shape the company bonsai tree&lt;br /&gt;Puff up your cheeks and make squishing sounds with your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Puff up your cheeks with air in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Pull down your cuffs and fiddle with the buttons widdle your thumbs&lt;br /&gt;Pull off the petals of a flower reciting "she loves me - she loves me not"&lt;br /&gt;Pull up your socks&lt;br /&gt;Push back the cuticles on your nais&lt;br /&gt;Put cotton balls in your ears and imagine you are deaf'&lt;br /&gt;Put markers in books on topics of interest&lt;br /&gt;Put the books on your Shelf in Order of subject&lt;br /&gt;Raise hell&lt;br /&gt;Raise your hat to an imaginary passerby&lt;br /&gt;Read a book upside down to see if anyone notices&lt;br /&gt;Read a map of the places you will never ao to&lt;br /&gt;Read a newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Read a tourist brochure&lt;br /&gt;Read all of itoday's mail again&lt;br /&gt;Read an old TV Guide&lt;br /&gt;Read any section of a dull book&lt;br /&gt;Read every entry in this book, holding it at arm's length&lt;br /&gt;Read Genesis and give an estimate for the cost of creation&lt;br /&gt;Read Ludwig Wittgenstein's Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus&lt;br /&gt;Read the acknowledgments of a book&lt;br /&gt;Read the annual financial report of a major corporation - and figure out its real value&lt;br /&gt;Read the Chinese take-out menu and chooseyour lunch&lt;br /&gt;Read the ingredients on a sauce bottle&lt;br /&gt;Read the obituary column of your local newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Read this book right through again&lt;br /&gt;Read this book with one eye shut&lt;br /&gt;Read your horoscope in an old newspaper&lt;br /&gt;Read your own fortune in a teacup&lt;br /&gt;Rearrange tapes&lt;br /&gt;Rearrange the boardroom furniture&lt;br /&gt;Rearrange the office&lt;br /&gt;Re-arrange the workspace&lt;br /&gt;Recite the alphabet backward&lt;br /&gt;Refill your fountain pen&lt;br /&gt;Refill your staple gun&lt;br /&gt;Rehearse your excuses for when you are caught in an embarrassing situation&lt;br /&gt;Remember a long-lost relative or friend&lt;br /&gt;Remember a sad moment&lt;br /&gt;Remember a special day&lt;br /&gt;Remember a trip to Europe&lt;br /&gt;Remember all the people at your bus stop on the way to work&lt;br /&gt;Remember all your old addresses&lt;br /&gt;Remember an embarrassing moment as a child&lt;br /&gt;Remember an old friend&lt;br /&gt;Remember items in this book that have been repeated&lt;br /&gt;Remember last Friday's hangover&lt;br /&gt;Remember the age when you wore a bra&lt;br /&gt;Remember the last time you won money at cards&lt;br /&gt;Remember times when you were at a beach as child&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you looked like when you were young&lt;br /&gt;Remember where everything is in your living room&lt;br /&gt;Remember where you've seen aarge clock (and what time it was)&lt;br /&gt;Remember your childhood&lt;br /&gt;Remember your fauorite song&lt;br /&gt;Remember your first day at work&lt;br /&gt;Remember your first girlfriend or boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Remember your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;Remember your last train journey&lt;br /&gt;Remove hairs from your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Remove the chewing gum from underneath chairs and tables&lt;br /&gt;Remove the dead flies from the lampshade&lt;br /&gt;Remove the peel from an apple in one continuous piece&lt;br /&gt;Repot the oflice plants&lt;br /&gt;Reserve some tickets for a show&lt;br /&gt;Rethink what was said to you yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Retie your shoelaces&lt;br /&gt;Ring your own phone number to check that your phone is working&lt;br /&gt;Roll up bits of paper and throw them at friends&lt;br /&gt;Rub the rim of a glass until it "sings"&lt;br /&gt;Rub the sides of your nose with your thumb and forefinger&lt;br /&gt;Rub your tummy while tapping your head&lt;br /&gt;Run around the office as though someone were chasing you&lt;br /&gt;Run naked around the office&lt;br /&gt;Say "Oh, dear me" repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;Scratch a spot&lt;br /&gt;Scratch your arm where it is not itching&lt;br /&gt;Scratch your eyebrow with your finger&lt;br /&gt;Scribble on an old fax&lt;br /&gt;Search for faces in the wallpaper&lt;br /&gt;Search our hair for lice&lt;br /&gt;Search the local telephone directory and call people with the same name as yourself and ask whether they are relatives&lt;br /&gt;See how ar down a chair you can slide before you fall to the ground&lt;br /&gt;See how far you can reach up your back with your hand&lt;br /&gt;See how long you can hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;See how many different positions you can get your desk lamp to go in&lt;br /&gt;See how many different writing implements you can find&lt;br /&gt;See how many times you can fold up a piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;See how many ways you can write the name of the town you live in&lt;br /&gt;See how many words you can make from your own full name&lt;br /&gt;See what your name spells when you write it backward&lt;br /&gt;See who has the most money in their pockets and make them buy lunch&lt;br /&gt;Seek an understanding of your future in the pattern of coffee grinds in your cup&lt;br /&gt;Select a name for your house&lt;br /&gt;Send messages to colleagues via your computer&lt;br /&gt;Send someone you love a gift&lt;br /&gt;Set a clockwork mouse off around the office&lt;br /&gt;Shadowbox&lt;br /&gt;Sharpen all your pencils&lt;br /&gt;Show a friend sexy photos&lt;br /&gt;Show colleagues cartoons of your boss&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song in the style of your favorite popstar&lt;br /&gt;Sing arias from operas very loudly, waving your arms around at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Sing your favorite song&lt;br /&gt;Sit and catch people's eyes as they walk by&lt;br /&gt;Sit and cross and uncross your legs&lt;br /&gt;Sit and stare out of the window&lt;br /&gt;Sit and think about why you work where you do&lt;br /&gt;Sit and worry&lt;br /&gt;Sit at a colleague's desk while they are not there&lt;br /&gt;Sit facing a blank wall&lt;br /&gt;Sit in as many different positions as you can in the same chair&lt;br /&gt;Sit on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Sit on the stairs&lt;br /&gt;Sketch your workmates when they are not looking&lt;br /&gt;Slurp your coffee to distract everyone&lt;br /&gt;Smoke a cigar&lt;br /&gt;Smoke pot in the storeroom&lt;br /&gt;Snarl at someone you dislike&lt;br /&gt;Sneak up behind a colleague and try to tie their shoelaces together&lt;br /&gt;Sort out all your used envelopes&lt;br /&gt;Sort out old newspapers and magazines&lt;br /&gt;Sort out the rubber bands in the stationery drawer&lt;br /&gt;Sort out used ballpoint pens&lt;br /&gt;Spin a coin&lt;br /&gt;Split a pencil to see if you can get the lead out in one piece&lt;br /&gt;Squeeze the zits on your face&lt;br /&gt;Stack up used paper cups and then knock them down&lt;br /&gt;Stand and sit continually for thirty seconds&lt;br /&gt;Stand holding a chair and swing alternate legs backward and forward&lt;br /&gt;Stand On One leg for a month&lt;br /&gt;Stand on your desk and wish everyone "Good morning!"&lt;br /&gt;Stand on your head&lt;br /&gt;Stand on your head and recite your favorite poem&lt;br /&gt;Start an argument with colleagues&lt;br /&gt;Stick ex libris plates on your books&lt;br /&gt;Stomp on plastic cups&lt;br /&gt;Straighten the picture on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Straighten the wire clothes hangers in the closet&lt;br /&gt;String together rubber bands&lt;br /&gt;Study a map of a region you are unlikely to ever visit&lt;br /&gt;Study the controls of a space shuttle so you can pilot the ship back to earth&lt;br /&gt;Suck peanuts&lt;br /&gt;Sulk&lt;br /&gt;Surprise someone at work you don't know by taking them a cup of coffee or tea&lt;br /&gt;Swap your socks over (added by Matt J.)&lt;br /&gt;Swat a fly&lt;br /&gt;Swing on your chair&lt;br /&gt;Take all the dead matches out of matchboxes&lt;br /&gt;Take the bulb out of your desk lamp and replace it&lt;br /&gt;Take up yoga&lt;br /&gt;Take your pulse&lt;br /&gt;Talk for hours on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Talk to a colleague about your favorite schoolteachers&lt;br /&gt;Talk to a friend about a problem at home&lt;br /&gt;Talk to angels&lt;br /&gt;Talk to fairies&lt;br /&gt;Talk to the office plants&lt;br /&gt;Teach yourself to play the spoons&lt;br /&gt;Tear an old telephone directory in half&lt;br /&gt;Tease a workmate&lt;br /&gt;Tell a friend what happened over breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Tell someone a spooky campfire tale&lt;br /&gt;Tell someone to calm down&lt;br /&gt;Tell someone you just really don't care&lt;br /&gt;Test the pens on your desk&lt;br /&gt;Test your eyes using an eye-testing chart&lt;br /&gt;Test your IQ&lt;br /&gt;Test your memory by writing down what you did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Thi nk what you would do if you inherited a mansion&lt;br /&gt;Think about cleaning your children's bedrooms&lt;br /&gt;Think about haw big this dinosaur's toes might have been after seeing its thigh bone&lt;br /&gt;Think about how humans evolved&lt;br /&gt;Think about how lonely astronauts must feel up in space&lt;br /&gt;Think about looking down from a great height&lt;br /&gt;Think about sex&lt;br /&gt;Think about your favorite type of tree&lt;br /&gt;Think back to when you last mowed a lawn&lt;br /&gt;Think how long it would take you to draw the Bayeux Tapestry&lt;br /&gt;Think of a caption for the two pictures below&lt;br /&gt;Think of a comic you read as a child&lt;br /&gt;Think of a different thing you could do during your lunch break for the next two weeks&lt;br /&gt;Think of a famous person you would like to draw or interview&lt;br /&gt;Think of a job you would not like to do&lt;br /&gt;Think of a new route to get to work&lt;br /&gt;Think of a new use for a strange tool&lt;br /&gt;Think of a news story for an employee newsletter&lt;br /&gt;Think of a spot in the countryside you have longed to visit&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the things you can sell that you don't really need&lt;br /&gt;Think of an animal for each letter of the alphabet&lt;br /&gt;Think of five people you would give a medal for bravery&lt;br /&gt;Think of how you would fire someone if you were the boss&lt;br /&gt;Think of something you would prefer to be doing now&lt;br /&gt;Think of ten climb the stairs to work in a suit of armor&lt;br /&gt;Think of ten excuses you could have used to stay in bed this morning&lt;br /&gt;Think of ten reasons why you should not get married&lt;br /&gt;Think of ten reasons why you should get married&lt;br /&gt;Think of ten ways to cure a hangover&lt;br /&gt;Think of ten ways to get away with murder&lt;br /&gt;Think of the day you got married&lt;br /&gt;Think of the reason why there are entries in this book&lt;br /&gt;Think of the ten most beautiful women in the world&lt;br /&gt;Think of the ten most handsome men in the world&lt;br /&gt;Think of uses for every room in your own castle&lt;br /&gt;Think of your favorite soccer goal and imagine yourself as the goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;Think qf ten ways to get into a castle unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;Think up an advertisement using a toucan&lt;br /&gt;Think up the most unlikely business trip&lt;br /&gt;Think what graffiti you would write on the toilet walls&lt;br /&gt;Think what would be your favorite sight from the crow's nest of a ship&lt;br /&gt;Think what you could do with three extra fingers&lt;br /&gt;Think what you will bring back as presents for friends and relatives from your next vacation&lt;br /&gt;Think what you would do if you lost your job&lt;br /&gt;Think what you would do with three wishes from your very own genie&lt;br /&gt;Think where you would like to be buried when you die&lt;br /&gt;Think who you would take away with you for a dream weekend&lt;br /&gt;Throw a fit&lt;br /&gt;Throw all your problems at someone else&lt;br /&gt;Throw away old credit cards and business cards&lt;br /&gt;Throw playing cards into a hat&lt;br /&gt;Throw things at people from your office window (then hide)&lt;br /&gt;Throw your paper airplane to someone, if you haven't already&lt;br /&gt;Tidy your office drawers&lt;br /&gt;Tidy your work area&lt;br /&gt;Tie knots in a piece of string&lt;br /&gt;Tie little bits of string into one long piece&lt;br /&gt;Tie up your shoelace with only one hand&lt;br /&gt;Torment the cat&lt;br /&gt;Toss a coin in the air as high as you can without hitting the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Toss a coin ten times to see how many times it comes up heads&lt;br /&gt;Toss a dime from your forearm onto your hand&lt;br /&gt;Touch your toes&lt;br /&gt;Trim your nose hairs&lt;br /&gt;Try a self-portrait&lt;br /&gt;Try and remember your parents' zip code&lt;br /&gt;Try on hats from the hat stand&lt;br /&gt;Try to add letters to a notice to change its meaning&lt;br /&gt;Try to catch nuts in your mouth by throwing them in the air&lt;br /&gt;Try to curl up your toes&lt;br /&gt;Try to find a baby sitter and arrange a night out&lt;br /&gt;Try to get a dent out of a Ping-Pong ball&lt;br /&gt;Try to guess the color of objects while blindfolded&lt;br /&gt;Try to imagine what your children are doing&lt;br /&gt;Try to look at the end of your nose&lt;br /&gt;Try to move a coin by telepathy&lt;br /&gt;Try to pick up small objects using crossed fingers&lt;br /&gt;Try to read a page of a book upside down&lt;br /&gt;Try to recall the names of kids in your elemental scool&lt;br /&gt;Try to recall the periodic table&lt;br /&gt;Try to recall your earliest thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember the Gettysburg Address&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember old group photos and the names of everyone in them&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember old jokes&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember the color of your friends eyes&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember the formula for the volume of a sphere&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember the license plate numbers of a the cars you have ever owned&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember the name of the tiny man in The Maltese Falcon&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember the order of Ten Commandments&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember the tune of the Warsaw Concerto&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember what is the most you have ever drunk on one occasion&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember what you are supposed to be doing&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember what you did last week&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember what you did this time last year&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember where you put last year's Christmas list&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember who got drunk at the office party&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember who taught you chemistry in college&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember who told them&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember who was the class "brain" when you were fifteen years old&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember who won old national sports events&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember with how many airlines you have flown&lt;br /&gt;Try to see down your throat with a mirror&lt;br /&gt;Try to see the minute hand of your watch moving&lt;br /&gt;Try to slide as far down a chair as possible without falling off&lt;br /&gt;Try to touch your elbow with your tongue (added by Matt J.)&lt;br /&gt;Try to wiggle your toes&lt;br /&gt;Turn out your pockets and brush off the fluff&lt;br /&gt;Turn the radio on and find the most boring channel&lt;br /&gt;Turn your underwear inside-out (added by Matt J.)&lt;br /&gt;Twist around and around on your chair&lt;br /&gt;Twist the end of an imaginal mustache&lt;br /&gt;Twist your face into different shapes&lt;br /&gt;Twist your legs around the chair in which you are sitting&lt;br /&gt;Type an anonymous letter to someone and send it through inter-office mail&lt;br /&gt;Type your curriculum vitae&lt;br /&gt;Untangle t:he telephone cord&lt;br /&gt;Untangle the cords on your blinds&lt;br /&gt;Visit a friend&lt;br /&gt;Wait until your boss leaves, then blow a raspberry&lt;br /&gt;Wake up a friend&lt;br /&gt;Wake up your grandparents with a phone call&lt;br /&gt;Walk about quickly so you look busy&lt;br /&gt;Walk around the building looking busy&lt;br /&gt;Walk up and down&lt;br /&gt;Wander around the office looking busy&lt;br /&gt;Wash out old fountain pens&lt;br /&gt;Wash your hands&lt;br /&gt;Watch a friend work&lt;br /&gt;Watch a friend working and mimic their habits&lt;br /&gt;Watch a sunset&lt;br /&gt;Watch the clouds to see which way the wind is blowing&lt;br /&gt;Watch water run down a window pane&lt;br /&gt;Water the plants&lt;br /&gt;Wear a fancy hat for an hour&lt;br /&gt;Whistle a tune&lt;br /&gt;Whistle out a tune&lt;br /&gt;Wind up your watch&lt;br /&gt;Wink at someone across the room&lt;br /&gt;Work as slowly as a snail or a giant tortoise&lt;br /&gt;Work out how much you could save if you gave up smoking or other activities&lt;br /&gt;Work out how to pay for your dream car&lt;br /&gt;Work out how to spend this week's paycheck&lt;br /&gt;Work out number puzzles in your head&lt;br /&gt;Work out the perfect murder&lt;br /&gt;Work out the real meaning of life&lt;br /&gt;Work out what percentage of your salary you spend on going to work&lt;br /&gt;Work out what time it is in Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;Work out your height in meters&lt;br /&gt;Work out your weight in kilos&lt;br /&gt;Write a letter of protest about some local urban development to the relevant government officials&lt;br /&gt;Write a letter to a famous person who is dead&lt;br /&gt;Write a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;Write a letter to the Prime Minister of Britain&lt;br /&gt;Write a limerick&lt;br /&gt;Write a poem&lt;br /&gt;Write a rude note to your bank&lt;br /&gt;Write down all the people that you really care about&lt;br /&gt;Write down ten reasons why you belong to your religion (if you are religious)&lt;br /&gt;Write graffiti on toilet walls&lt;br /&gt;Write letter to a friend&lt;br /&gt;Write lyrics to Ravel's Bolero&lt;br /&gt;Write out your favorite poem as small as you can&lt;br /&gt;Write the year in Roman numerals&lt;br /&gt;Write the first paragraph of a comedy or a tragedy for the theater&lt;br /&gt;Write the words to your favourite song backwards (added by Matt J.)&lt;br /&gt;Write to the author of this book&lt;br /&gt;Write to the author of this book and thank him for wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;Write words in the mist formed by your breath on a cold window or mirror&lt;br /&gt;Write your autobiography in brief&lt;br /&gt;Write your date of birth in Roman numerals&lt;br /&gt;Write your epitaph&lt;br /&gt;Write your name and address in mirror writing&lt;br /&gt;Write your name on your office cup&lt;br /&gt;Write your obituary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-2040732040423523447?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/2040732040423523447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=2040732040423523447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2040732040423523447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2040732040423523447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/1000-coisas-para-se-fazer-no-horrio-de.html' title='1000 coisas para se fazer no horário de trabalho'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-8199355166174744486</id><published>2007-08-20T02:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:23.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim de Semana</title><content type='html'>Nos ultimos dias, deixámos o trabalho e fomos passear.&lt;br /&gt;Alugámos um pópó e lá fomos.&lt;br /&gt;Reservámos um Polo por telefone mas quando fomos buscar o carro já não haviam Polos disponíveis e para muita pena nossa deram-nos um Skoda. (ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RslcTdZXVHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/IlB9vXGOHNM/s1600-h/00254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RslcTdZXVHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/IlB9vXGOHNM/s400/00254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100709542352082034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois da burocracia tratada, seguímos para França. Mais proprieamente para o centro de França perto de uma cidade chamada Tulle. Cerca de 500 kms de viagem.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos a casa dos avós do samuel, onde já tínhamos passado na viagem de vinda para a suiça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsldfNZXVII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uJKja49mAAo/s1600-h/00190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsldfNZXVII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uJKja49mAAo/s400/00190.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100710843727172738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fomos muito bem recebidos e pela primeira vez desde que cá cheguei senti-me verdadeiramente de férias.&lt;br /&gt;Comer, dormir e passear.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui algumas fotos dos passeios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RslektZXVJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KUujkGR7XzI/s1600-h/00196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RslektZXVJI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KUujkGR7XzI/s400/00196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100712037728081042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(uma praia fluvial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rsle09ZXVKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/paDY0kYw8As/s1600-h/00214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rsle09ZXVKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/paDY0kYw8As/s400/00214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100712316900955298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as ruinas de uma casa romana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RslfPdZXVLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/t3rfDMdMT78/s1600-h/00240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RslfPdZXVLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/t3rfDMdMT78/s400/00240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100712772167488690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(uma vista panoramica da região que visitámos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem voltámos e fizemos os 500 kms debaixo de chuvas e trovoadas. De volta ao trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje levantámos cedinho para aproveitar as ultimas horas com o carro alugado e fomos às comprinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é assim..&lt;br /&gt;tá-se a acabar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-8199355166174744486?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/8199355166174744486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=8199355166174744486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8199355166174744486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8199355166174744486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/fim-de-semana.html' title='Fim de Semana'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RslcTdZXVHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/IlB9vXGOHNM/s72-c/00254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-4922751642253922839</id><published>2007-08-16T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T05:34:14.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gradiente Térmico</title><content type='html'>Ontem estavam 31ºC e o céu estava limpinho.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estão 18ºC  e está a chover.&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos assim temos alguma motivação para trabalhar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-4922751642253922839?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/4922751642253922839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=4922751642253922839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4922751642253922839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4922751642253922839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/gradiente-trmico.html' title='Gradiente Térmico'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-8010837458283319755</id><published>2007-08-16T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:23.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagem no fim de semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsRDs9ZXVGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xkjr1fhnXoo/s1600-h/viagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsRDs9ZXVGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xkjr1fhnXoo/s400/viagem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099275117764498530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-8010837458283319755?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/8010837458283319755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=8010837458283319755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8010837458283319755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8010837458283319755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/viagem-no-fim-de-semana.html' title='Viagem no fim de semana'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RsRDs9ZXVGI/AAAAAAAAAHA/xkjr1fhnXoo/s72-c/viagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-8192751246631137502</id><published>2007-08-15T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T04:56:51.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surpresa</title><content type='html'>Estão 30 ºC em Genève e o céu está limpinho e estão 21ºC em Lisboa e  o céu está nublado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vão lá pa praia agora..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-8192751246631137502?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/8192751246631137502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=8192751246631137502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8192751246631137502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8192751246631137502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/surpresa.html' title='Surpresa'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-4051199801066772880</id><published>2007-08-15T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T01:12:42.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento do dia</title><content type='html'>"Gastar o que fôr preciso para Poupar o que fôr necessário"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Parracho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-4051199801066772880?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/4051199801066772880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=4051199801066772880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4051199801066772880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4051199801066772880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/pensamento-do-dia.html' title='Pensamento do dia'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-5988815483735602777</id><published>2007-08-14T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:32:10.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Há dias assim</title><content type='html'>Hoje chegámos ao cern eram 9 e 30 da manhã.&lt;br /&gt;Direitinhos aos nossos gabinetes.&lt;br /&gt;São 20:30 e ainda aqui estamos.&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode dizer que tenhamos passado o dia a trabalhar.&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento estamos a configurar notificadores de mail com sons bonitos.&lt;br /&gt;Sim porque a nossa principal ocupação durante o dia é ver o mail. De 1 em 1 minuto vamos abrir a conta do gmail e procurar por coisas engraçadas.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, com os sons, evitamos cliques desnecessários.&lt;br /&gt;E isto é o que se faz no cern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-5988815483735602777?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/5988815483735602777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=5988815483735602777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5988815483735602777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5988815483735602777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/h-dias-assim.html' title='Há dias assim'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-8262004067281723682</id><published>2007-08-13T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T01:17:04.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não percebo.</title><content type='html'>Há coisas que a minha restrita inteligência nunca me permitirá compreender.&lt;br /&gt;Uma dessas coisas é o fascínio de ver estrelinhas.&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa é eu estar deitado ao ar livre e ficar a olhar para as estrelas, uma vez por outra e eventualmente acabar por adormecer.&lt;br /&gt;Outra coisa é as pessoas organizarem-se, com uma euforia incompreensivel, para verem "bolas de gás a  arder a milhões de quilómetros" mantendo-se acordados toda a noite à espera de dois ou três segundos que muitas vezes passam despercebidos.&lt;br /&gt;Não percebo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-8262004067281723682?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/8262004067281723682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=8262004067281723682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8262004067281723682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8262004067281723682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-percebo.html' title='Não percebo.'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-7071790487796187795</id><published>2007-08-11T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:24.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manobras de Condução no CERN</title><content type='html'>Ficamos a saber esta semana que o túnel por onde o feixe passa, situa-se mesmo debaixo de nós. E que uma entrada do túnel também fica por aqui. Ora existe um obstáculo.... Exactamente o edifício 559. Assim sendo, quando é necessário colocar tralhar lá para dentro, é necessário trazer grandes camiões (mesmo muito grandes, com muitos reboques) e gruas que têm de fazer manobras.... em marcha atrás... num espaço minúsculo:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3atPuDY-I/AAAAAAAAAqY/RG8x7ykeFx8/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3atPuDY-I/AAAAAAAAAqY/RG8x7ykeFx8/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097470824101929954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3a9PuDY_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/Yd7mqVk4k9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3a9PuDY_I/AAAAAAAAAqg/Yd7mqVk4k9Y/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097471098979836914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3bbvuDZBI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vBDLqW1r50g/s1600-h/IMG_1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3bbvuDZBI/AAAAAAAAAqw/vBDLqW1r50g/s320/IMG_1065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097471622965847058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3bKfuDZAI/AAAAAAAAAqo/s5-qrsWkHDk/s1600-h/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3bKfuDZAI/AAAAAAAAAqo/s5-qrsWkHDk/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097471326613103618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Só sei uma coisa.... se fosse eu a conduzir o camião de certeza que já estava no meio do túnel enfiado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-7071790487796187795?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/7071790487796187795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=7071790487796187795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7071790487796187795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7071790487796187795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/manobras-de-conduo-no-cern.html' title='Manobras de Condução no CERN'/><author><name>Prozac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352477082276517251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/Rr3atPuDY-I/AAAAAAAAAqY/RG8x7ykeFx8/s72-c/IMG_1064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-6307214038696256368</id><published>2007-08-09T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T08:15:55.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bis</title><content type='html'>Hoje uma outra apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;Tive uma anteontem e fiquei de apresentar gráficos hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Ora bem, como bom trabalhador, os gráficos estavam prontos precisamente 10 minutos antes da apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;Põem-se os gráficos num powerpoint. Escrevemos uma frase na capa e Puff..faz-se uma apresentação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eram 10 gráficos.&lt;br /&gt;Durante a apresentação eu devo ter dito umas 30 palavras.&lt;br /&gt;A conversa durou mais de uma hora.&lt;br /&gt;Os que percebem discutem, eu calo-me e oiço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saio de lá com uma quantidade maior de trabalho do que aquela que tinha quando lá entrei.&lt;br /&gt;amanha há outra..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-6307214038696256368?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/6307214038696256368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=6307214038696256368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6307214038696256368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6307214038696256368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/bis.html' title='Bis'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-587502672813101287</id><published>2007-08-09T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:25.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Alma no Negócio</title><content type='html'>QUando não fazemos nada durante vários dias e temos que preparar uma apresentação aos nossos chefes mostrando o trabalho que fizemos nesses dias (zero) temos que recorrer à tecnica dos plots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São bonitos, têm muita informação e geram a discussão entre os chefes. No meio dessa discussão consigo passar totalmente despercebido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica uma amostra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5wbVxxFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Y9gV6eOzau4/s1600-h/p18AllChips.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5wbVxxFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Y9gV6eOzau4/s400/p18AllChips.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096660538691273810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5wbVxxGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vyrFRSlbgwY/s1600-h/p18chip0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5wbVxxGI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vyrFRSlbgwY/s400/p18chip0.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096660538691273826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5w7VxxHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Qrl8jPyxC60/s1600-h/p18chip1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5w7VxxHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Qrl8jPyxC60/s400/p18chip1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096660547281208434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5xLVxxII/AAAAAAAAAGs/mucGf0pLmYk/s1600-h/p18chip2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5xLVxxII/AAAAAAAAAGs/mucGf0pLmYk/s400/p18chip2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096660551576175746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5xrVxxJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Z8OiGfqdP74/s1600-h/p18chip3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5xrVxxJI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Z8OiGfqdP74/s400/p18chip3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096660560166110354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-587502672813101287?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/587502672813101287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=587502672813101287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/587502672813101287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/587502672813101287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/alma-no-negcio.html' title='A Alma no Negócio'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rrr5wbVxxFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Y9gV6eOzau4/s72-c/p18AllChips.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-793015158794844076</id><published>2007-08-07T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:26.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa "Nova"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGNLVxxBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/m-zFLqgXwAY/s1600-h/00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGNLVxxBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/m-zFLqgXwAY/s400/00002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095970539310269458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGN7VxxCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FNK7v-4_GAQ/s1600-h/00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGN7VxxCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/FNK7v-4_GAQ/s400/00003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095970552195171362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGObVxxDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bWRzHGMWbI8/s1600-h/00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGObVxxDI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bWRzHGMWbI8/s400/00008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095970560785105970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGO7VxxEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/q8d_CJ6xnGE/s1600-h/00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGO7VxxEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/q8d_CJ6xnGE/s400/00010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095970569375040578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana estamos já a morar na nova casa. As paredes que gratuitamente nos vão servir de abrigo até setembro.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica uma amostra do ambiente caseirinho em que nos inserimos agora&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-793015158794844076?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/793015158794844076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=793015158794844076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/793015158794844076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/793015158794844076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/casa-nova.html' title='Casa &quot;Nova&quot;'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/RriGNLVxxBI/AAAAAAAAAF0/m-zFLqgXwAY/s72-c/00002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-3301717265427931004</id><published>2007-08-01T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T04:05:24.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bibliotecária ignorante do CERN</title><content type='html'>Hoje fomos novamente à biblioteca do CERN. Desta vez para encomendar um livro.&lt;br /&gt;Chegamos à livraria e uma senhora, a quem já tinha na semana passada requerido um livro, pediu-nos para que escrevessemos num papel o título e o autor do livro que queriamos encomendar. Escrevemos algo do género:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Principles of quantum mechanics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxford University Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Dirac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nossomaildecontacto@servidordemail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Posto isto entregámos o papelinho à senhora. Ela pergunta ao Samuel com um ar muito natural:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Paul Dirac? is this your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá explicámos que era o nome do autor, deixámos o papelinho e viemos embora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-3301717265427931004?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/3301717265427931004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=3301717265427931004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/3301717265427931004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/3301717265427931004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/08/bibliotecria-ignorante-do-cern.html' title='A bibliotecária ignorante do CERN'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-7164840472503446315</id><published>2007-07-31T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:50:50.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotografias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/photos/cern.html"&gt;Aqui&lt;/a&gt; ficam as fotos que fomos tirando até agora.&lt;br /&gt;No domingo passado fomos subir mais um &lt;a href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/photos/cern/PointePerc%c3%a9e/"&gt;Monte&lt;/a&gt;. Um Monte verdadeiramente espantoso.&lt;br /&gt;As fotos dizem aquilo que não consigo descrever por palavras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-7164840472503446315?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/7164840472503446315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=7164840472503446315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7164840472503446315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7164840472503446315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/fotografias.html' title='Fotografias'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-5860270424485267648</id><published>2007-07-31T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T06:43:37.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pte. Percée</title><content type='html'>Duas horas de caminho em trilho de montanha e mais 2 horas de escalada a mais de 2000 metros de altitude mas a recompensa da paisagem valeu a pena quando chegamos ao cume dos Aravis, a Pointe Percée:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/%7Emrobalo/photos/cern/PointePerc%c3%a9e/images/p7290470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 246px;" src="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/%7Emrobalo/photos/cern/PointePerc%c3%a9e/images/p7290470.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Não é de cortar a respiração? ...&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/674640467578280381-5860270424485267648?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/5860270424485267648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=5860270424485267648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5860270424485267648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5860270424485267648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/pte-perce.html' title='Pte. Percée'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05144845197696616481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~seixas/mypictr_Blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-8296472960130510346</id><published>2007-07-29T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:26.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O último modelo dos canivetes suícos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/RqzgDPuDWnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/iWVR1zEnykI/s1600-h/IMG_1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/RqzgDPuDWnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/iWVR1zEnykI/s320/IMG_1028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092691625013107314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... um caninnete suíço!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-8296472960130510346?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/8296472960130510346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=8296472960130510346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8296472960130510346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8296472960130510346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-ltimo-modelo-dos-canivetes-sucos.html' title='O último modelo dos canivetes suícos'/><author><name>Prozac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05352477082276517251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jhyCwWx97yo/RqzgDPuDWnI/AAAAAAAAAQc/iWVR1zEnykI/s72-c/IMG_1028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-5377347914005343391</id><published>2007-07-27T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T14:02:21.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relato da Segunda Semana</title><content type='html'>Estamos no final da segunda semana.&lt;br /&gt;Já nos habituámos a esta espécie de rotina.&lt;br /&gt;Têm acontecido coisas engraçadas mas a disponibilidade que tínhamos inicialmente para relatar tudo aqui no blog, já escasseia.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos a uma festa de holandesas. Pagámos 10 euros e tivemos direito a um serviço de rei. Um menu de fraca qualidade mas elevada quantidade.&lt;br /&gt;Jogámos à bola. Portugal-Holanda. &lt;br /&gt;Ganhámos 4-1. &lt;br /&gt;Acabámos a semana a correr no meio de uma mata bem fixe com holandesas.&lt;br /&gt;Para comemorar, sushi improvisado, feito por mim para o jantar. &lt;br /&gt;Digamos que jantámos minimamente bem. Com os meus mínimos de qualidade, que são bem baixos face à media.&lt;br /&gt;Amanha parece que vamos a uma espécie de praia.&lt;br /&gt;Estou para ver..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-5377347914005343391?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/5377347914005343391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=5377347914005343391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5377347914005343391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5377347914005343391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/relato-da-segunda-semana.html' title='Relato da Segunda Semana'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-6032548194328812238</id><published>2007-07-26T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:26.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Cozinheiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WU_itKGuOo/Rqj7Vh3qmKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mhulvwJ29Us/s1600-h/IMG_1003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WU_itKGuOo/Rqj7Vh3qmKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mhulvwJ29Us/s320/IMG_1003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091595726030018722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pessoa a quem devemos muitos dos nossos jantares...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-6032548194328812238?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/6032548194328812238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=6032548194328812238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6032548194328812238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6032548194328812238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-cozinheiro.html' title='O Cozinheiro'/><author><name>uerbA leumaS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13890953198823729227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8WU_itKGuOo/Rqj7Vh3qmKI/AAAAAAAAAEc/mhulvwJ29Us/s72-c/IMG_1003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-387917402505077975</id><published>2007-07-26T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T07:23:51.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AC/DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rockstarclothing.co.uk/product_thumb.php?img=images/anthillacdc2.jpg&amp;w=160&amp;amp;h=144"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.rockstarclothing.co.uk/product_thumb.php?img=images/anthillacdc2.jpg&amp;w=160&amp;amp;h=144" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aconteceu ontem à noite, numa festa organizada pelos estudantes holandeses, à qual eu atendi vestindo uma t-shirt dos AC/DC, que uma rapariga de Hong-Kong com quem estava a falar apontou para o logo vermelho ao meu peito e disse que gostava muito da minha t-shirt. Eu pensei de imediato: "Olha aqui está uma fã, vamos ter muito que conversar." Mas não, porque de imediato ela encadeaou no seu discurso a frase: "Só mesmo no CERN para encontrar pessoas com uma t-shirt a dizer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alternate Current/Direct Current&lt;/span&gt;." Inicialmente todos nos rimos da piada, mas a pouco e pouco realizamos que de facto ela não estava a brincar.&lt;br /&gt;O que eu quero dizer é que, em qualquer sítio normal, as pessoas olhariam para um gerador de corrente e apontariam para a sigla &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AC/DC&lt;/span&gt; todos entusiasmados: "Hey, hey! aqui são fãs do grupo! Yeay!", excepto aqui, onde há de facto destas pessoas ignorantes da vida. Para compensar, todos os outros à volta na conversa de ontem eram fãs da banda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva o CERN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-387917402505077975?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/387917402505077975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=387917402505077975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/387917402505077975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/387917402505077975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/acdc.html' title='AC/DC'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05144845197696616481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~seixas/mypictr_Blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-8754537912438257060</id><published>2007-07-25T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:17:16.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toma lá que já almoçaste</title><content type='html'>Maxwell's equations and the principles of quantum mechanics led to the ideia of gauge invariance. &lt;br /&gt;Attempt to generalize this ideia, motivated by physical concepts of phases, symmetry, and conservation laws, led to the theory of non-Abelian gauge fields.&lt;br /&gt;That non-Abelian gauge fields are conceptually identical to ideias of the beautiful theory of fiber bundles, developed by mathematicians without reference to the physical world, was a great marvel to me.&lt;br /&gt;In 1975 I discussed my feelings with Chern, and said "this is both thrilling and puzzling, since you mathematicians dreamed up these concepts out of nowhere". He immediately protested: "No, no. These concepts were not dreamed up. They are natural and real".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; C.N. Yang&lt;br /&gt; (retirado do livro "Gauge fields, knots and gravity - john baez")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje fui à biblioteca do CERN.&lt;br /&gt;Não é tão grandiosa como a biblioteca de matemática do IST.&lt;br /&gt;Mas pareceu-me uma boa biblioteca. Principalmente porque me deixaram trazer livros sem pagar nada.&lt;br /&gt;Sem precisar de cartões adicionais. Dei o nome e posso andar com os livros durante um mês.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-8754537912438257060?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/8754537912438257060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=8754537912438257060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8754537912438257060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/8754537912438257060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/toma-l-que-j-almoaste.html' title='Toma lá que já almoçaste'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-886929562894930803</id><published>2007-07-23T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T02:40:32.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13</title><content type='html'>Deram-me a bicicleta número 13 aqui no CERN. Logo aí comecei a suspeitar. Já a levei a reparar duas vezes. Da segunda vez consegui fazer a proeza de perder a corrente à frente e atrás, dando umas cambalhotas e acabando numa relação íntima com o passeio da rua. Hoje a bicicleta estava em tão mau estado que a corrente enrolou-se de tal forma na roda que não só não pude andar nela como tive de a carregar até ao CERN.&lt;br /&gt;A minha passe inicial no LXPLUS - um dos maiores clusters de computadores do CERN-, gerada aleatóriamente pelos computadores deles, continha o número 666 (UXA666cv3k). Desde aí, o meu linux já encravou 6 vezes, as pessoas passam-me ficheiros que correm nos computadores deles na perfeição, e mal entram no meu computador, configurado exactamente da mesma forma, deixam de funcionar; quando enviadas de volta para eles os ficheiros já não correm nem nos computadores deles. O cabo do meu ecrã morre de hora em hora e uma espécie de bezouro gigante entrou pela janela hoje e veio se espetar contra o meu monitor, saindo logo a voar outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;Passados 7 dias cá, a minha cama desmanchou-se esta manhã quando me sentei nela.&lt;br /&gt;Também, há uns dias, entupiu-se um cano quando eu estava a usa-lo que nos levou dois dias a desentupir porque tinha um denso recheio de algas carnudas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se isto não leva alguém à superstição...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-886929562894930803?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/886929562894930803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=886929562894930803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/886929562894930803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/886929562894930803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/13.html' title='13'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05144845197696616481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~seixas/mypictr_Blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-3595327065115214217</id><published>2007-07-21T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T15:47:31.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sábado</title><content type='html'>Começámos bem o dia.&lt;br /&gt;Fiz uma coisa que provavelmente nem com 11 anos faria. Levantámos-nos às 7 da manha para estar às 8 na Fnac para comprar o novo harry potter.&lt;br /&gt;Lá fomos e comprámos.&lt;br /&gt;Justifico este acto de geekismo com o facto de ter combinado ir com uma gaja.&lt;br /&gt;A mim serve-me de justificação plausível.&lt;br /&gt;Passámos a manha no centro de geneve (fotos para breve) e aquilo que vi gostei.&lt;br /&gt;Visitámos uma igreja protestante e andámos às voltas mas a coisa que mais gostei foi um jogo de xadrez e damas num jardim da cidade, com peças bem grandes que podia ser jogado com os pés.&lt;br /&gt;Acabámos por vir para casa e voltámos para as compras grandes.&lt;br /&gt;Em resumo: 50 contos em comida e papel higiénico amamarelo.&lt;br /&gt;Passamos a tarde a ler harry potter e acabamos o dia no festival hardronic donde, podemos dizer, saímos bem contentes&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-3595327065115214217?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/3595327065115214217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=3595327065115214217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/3595327065115214217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/3595327065115214217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/sbado.html' title='Sábado'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-5390465345091849603</id><published>2007-07-20T13:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T14:01:16.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papinha boa</title><content type='html'>Problema:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solução:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-5390465345091849603?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/5390465345091849603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=5390465345091849603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5390465345091849603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/5390465345091849603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/hoje-fui-eu-fazer-o-jantar.html' title='Papinha boa'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-4986117525691279125</id><published>2007-07-20T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T05:01:31.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sestinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-4986117525691279125?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/4986117525691279125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=4986117525691279125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4986117525691279125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4986117525691279125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/sestinha.html' title='Sestinha'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-4022187711272532640</id><published>2007-07-20T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:52:57.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Route Einstein</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nossa barraca fica mesmo no cimo da rua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-4022187711272532640?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/4022187711272532640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=4022187711272532640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4022187711272532640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/4022187711272532640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/route-einstein.html' title='Route Einstein'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-7045803743977136430</id><published>2007-07-20T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T04:52:37.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trocadilhos "à la CERN"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/%7Emrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/%7Emrobalo/media/cern/20-07-2007/00001.jpg" alt="" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que não vale a pena comentar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-7045803743977136430?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/7045803743977136430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=7045803743977136430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7045803743977136430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7045803743977136430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/trocadilhos-la-cern.html' title='Trocadilhos &quot;à la CERN&quot;'/><author><name>uerbA leumaS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13890953198823729227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-7285033223032332108</id><published>2007-07-20T04:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T07:59:16.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Como se sentir simultâneamente a pessoa mais inteligente à face da Terra e não fazer a mínima ideia do que se está a fazer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Commité Européen pour la Recherche Nucléaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Só a presença das palávras &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pesquisa nuclear&lt;/span&gt; no nome é suficiente para nos fazer sentir numas instalações dignas de um cenário de James Bond. O facto de, com efeito, as instalações terem mesmo um certo charme de Área-51, ou de centro espacial do Tintin, revela-se na quantidade de burocracia necessária para se poder simplesmente  entrar no CERN. Na reunião de apresentação dos estudantes de verão - espantosamente não demasiado entediante - o slide conclusivo dizia assim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;900 applicants, 147 selected. You are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fora a possibilidade de nos estarem a chamar "especiais", como alguns bem que mereciam a designação (mas felizmente não a maioria), devem compreender que o nosso ego começa a crescer pouco-a-pouco. Considerem em seguida que os conceitos mais complicados que nos esforçámos para aprender ao longo de anos de estudo são finalmente, nesta pequena comunidade, um tema de conversa banal com praticamente qualquer pessoa que encontremos na rua e substituem nas esplanadas, com o mesmo entusiasmo inocente, as conversas da treta, habitualmente recitadas nas mesas de café de qualquer sítio comun. A sensação é de fazer parte de uma super-sociedade, formada por cérebros impressionantes e, apesar de dentro de instantes vermos que o nosso assemelha-se a uma ervilha nesta terra, radia na nossa expressão a confiança de que fazemos parte deste Shangri-la científico.&lt;br /&gt;Após toda esta emoção altiva, o nosso sonho de estar a ganhar o prémio Nobel é subitamente interrompido pela voz do nosso supervisor que nos atira papelada com uns bonecos muito giros (perante os quais a reacção mais intelectual que conseguimos produzir é imaginar se já terão sido descodificados por algum arqueólogo) e nos descreve muito sumariamente durante 40 minutos de reunião aquilo que vocês julgam ser  uma gigantesca quantidade de trabalho para o verão, mas que de facto é não mais do que os planos para essa mesma noite. Depois de reduzirmos a nossa credibilidade a zero com risos perante tantas letras gregas usadas no seu discurso, ele deixa-nos com o propósito de cumprirmos a nossa simples tarefa herculana e é aí que na nossa cabeça começa a bradar o pânico de que não percebemos uma única palávra do que, nos termos daquele simpático senhor, parecia ser tão óbvio, e cuja compreensão não é mais do que o ponto de partida da razão pela qual nos pagam 88 CHF por dia. Nove horas depois, aí pelas dez ou onze da noite, consegue-se finalmente produzir um exemplo feito para atrasados mentais e saído de um tutorial da net, completamente escrito logo à partida, reduzindo a nossa mísera tarefa a copiar o código e a seguir indicações misteriosas mas francamente explicitas, mas cujo o tempo de cálculo na máquina foi  felizmente suficiente para justificar duas ou três idas à cafetaria.&lt;br /&gt;E quando o nosso supervisor regressa, e que na nossa cabeça correm inúmeras estratégias ridículas de tentar mostrar-lhe que fizemos um excelente trabalho, que não passamos esse tempo todo a escrever num blog qualquer, e que começamos a sentir a vergonha a pesar na nuca, é então que ele diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Óptimo, isso costuma levar duas ou três semanas a aprender."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E armados novamente de auto-estima suficiente para ir para casa dormir, estamos no ponto de começar diariamente a rotina emocional que é o programa de estudantes de verão no CERN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-7285033223032332108?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/7285033223032332108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=7285033223032332108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7285033223032332108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/7285033223032332108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/como-se-sentir-simultneamente-pessoa.html' title='Como se sentir simultâneamente a pessoa mais inteligente à face da Terra e não fazer a mínima ideia do que se está a fazer'/><author><name>David</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05144845197696616481</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.nfist.ist.utl.pt/~seixas/mypictr_Blogger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-6473615297814453786</id><published>2007-07-19T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:27:34.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase do dia</title><content type='html'>"Dá-me uma Shell"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-6473615297814453786?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/6473615297814453786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=6473615297814453786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6473615297814453786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/6473615297814453786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/frase-do-dia.html' title='Frase do dia'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-185145150785684437</id><published>2007-07-19T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:20:44.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it is</title><content type='html'>Mais um dia. Hoje pelo menos já começamos a fazer coisas por nós. Habituamos-nos ao software que vamos usar durante os proximos 2 meses.&lt;br /&gt;As palestras continuam, mas pelo menos eu não consigo tirar grande proveito delas.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez amanha, com o curso de Modelo Standart, as coisas mudem de figura para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Com a história das palestras perdemos um acontecimento raro: Um dos pcs na nossa barraca, ardeu.&lt;br /&gt;Qual bombeiros qual quê, tuga que é tuga  deixa a fonte de alimentação arder toda e dps caga naquilo. Trocam-se os pcs e já está.&lt;br /&gt;Bombeiros é para meninas.&lt;br /&gt;Já não fomos lanchar de mercedes ou de BMW. Fomos de bike.&lt;br /&gt;Já não temos grandes novidades.&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente até ao fim de semana não teremos nenhumas.&lt;br /&gt;Posso sempre evidenciar o ambiente de trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos na barraca das fotos. A grande vantagem é que podemos usar um meio de comunicação primitivo : Voz Alta (Berros) para falarmos uns com os outros. Tem as suas vantagems.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me ali como se estivesse a trabalhar numa repartição de finanças em portugal. (Pelo menos numa igual à que vi em lisboa).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-185145150785684437?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/185145150785684437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=185145150785684437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/185145150785684437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/185145150785684437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-so-it-is.html' title='and so it is'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-972895727120883376</id><published>2007-07-18T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:20:11.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jantar</title><content type='html'>Hoje tivemos novamente um dia calmo.&lt;br /&gt;Passamos a tarde a instalar software e tivemos oportunidade de ir lanchar de mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;Depois tentamos ir as compras. Mas neste terrinha tudo fecha as 7 da tarde. Tudo excepto, claro esta', um supermercado tuga.&lt;br /&gt;Compramos uns belos duns tremocos.&lt;br /&gt;Amanha vamos para a cantina do cern com cerveja e tremocos. &lt;br /&gt;Depois fizemos a nossa primeira refeicao cozinhada por nos (pelo Prozac).&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica uma foto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7180054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7180054.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-972895727120883376?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/972895727120883376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=972895727120883376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/972895727120883376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/972895727120883376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/jantar.html' title='Jantar'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-458271530812905922</id><published>2007-07-18T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T07:08:40.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CERN dia 2</title><content type='html'>Mais um dia no CERN.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje finalmente conseguimos arranjar bikes. Andei 1 minuto entrei na rua yukawa, fiquei com um potencial enorme e a corrente lixou-se.&lt;br /&gt;Fikei duas horas sem a bike.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos a duas aulas: Física de Neutrinos e Introdução à Física Médica. A primeira não percebi nada, a segunda até foi interessante. Pelo menos percebi como é que funciona a ressonancia magnética nuclear.&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou a anhar. Aqui ficam umas fotos da nossa barraca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A barraca por dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O BMW de serviço:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A barraca por fora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00005.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/00012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos para breve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-458271530812905922?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/458271530812905922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=458271530812905922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/458271530812905922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/458271530812905922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/cern-dia-2.html' title='CERN dia 2'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-1088108801104917808</id><published>2007-07-17T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:40:40.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O primeiro dia reloaded</title><content type='html'>No post anterior o m esqueceu-se da principal ocupação do primeiro dia!!! Os que já cá vieram já devem saber, os outros não, que as ruas do CERN têm nomes de físicos famosos (Einstein, Rutherford, Newton, Schrodinger...). É claro que perante isto há um sem fim de piadas nerds (não sabia como se escrevia e encontrei o artigo na wikipedia, que merece ser lido &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nerd"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nerd&lt;/a&gt; ) que podem ser feitas. Por exemplo, na "Rue Einstein" a velocidade é limitada, enquanto que na "Rue Newton" não é; a "Rue Bell" fica numa das entradas do CERN porque tem que se tocar antes de entrar; é impossível sabermos simultaneamente a que velocidade estamos e onde estamos na "Rue Heisenber"... Obviamente o David destacou-se pela quantitade e qualidade das piadas feitas. O Marco sentiu-se obrigado a dizer que se houvesse n ruas no CERN o David faria m piadas, onde m&gt;=n(dem: uma vez que a cada rua pode ser atribuido um conjunto não vazio de piadas, e que a cardinalidade de cada conjunto é superior ou igual a 1, a reunião de todos os n conjuntos forma um conjunto de cardinalidade m, com m&gt;=n).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para além disto, também é necessário que fique escrito que há uma personagem no CERN que se veste/maquilha/penteia como o Eduardo mãos-de-tesoura (isto é verdade!!!). Fica prometida uma fotografia assim que seja possivel, e se a máquina fotográfica não se importar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-1088108801104917808?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/1088108801104917808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=1088108801104917808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/1088108801104917808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/1088108801104917808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-primeiro-dia-reloaded.html' title='O primeiro dia reloaded'/><author><name>uerbA leumaS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13890953198823729227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-3525880463298137388</id><published>2007-07-17T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T08:22:22.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O primeiro dia</title><content type='html'>Hoje foi o primeiro dia de cern.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho estado a ressacar completamente. O controlo das ligações à net aqui é meio apertado.&lt;br /&gt;não há cá wireless. tudo por cabo e tem de vir um tecnico lá do departamento de controlo de informática activar a minha ligação, manualmente.&lt;br /&gt;Fui experimentar a cantina que tem comida nojenta. Vi tomates guisados recheados com uma carne duvidosa.&lt;br /&gt;O mais fixe é o meio de transporte oficial: BMWs&lt;br /&gt;Quase que vamos cagar de BM.&lt;br /&gt;Assistimos a uma coisa que eles chamam um "curso de segurança". O conceito é o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;Um video com uma gaja com um colete amarelo a falar. Ela ensinou-me que devo tirar a patilha de um extintor para que ele funcione. Também me explicou que se houver uma emergencia devo chamar os bombeiros.&lt;br /&gt;Mostrou-me que se estiver num tunel a 150 metros de profundidade e ouvir o alarme devo ir a correr para o elevador e por um mascara que devo levar á cintura.&lt;br /&gt;Se ouvir soar o alarme devo ir a correr para um meeting point (uns sitios com umas placas verdes ). É suposto sermos salvos ai. Ou então morrermos todos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Bem fixe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-3525880463298137388?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/3525880463298137388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=3525880463298137388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/3525880463298137388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/3525880463298137388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-primeiro-dia.html' title='O primeiro dia'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-2853123142733092422</id><published>2007-07-16T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:27:27.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anhanço da Primeira Noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rpvq_rLplXI/AAAAAAAAACc/r-NNe8anw1g/s1600-h/mapa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rpvq_rLplXI/AAAAAAAAACc/r-NNe8anw1g/s400/mapa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087918583689352562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-2853123142733092422?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/2853123142733092422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=2853123142733092422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2853123142733092422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2853123142733092422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/anhano-da-primeira-noite.html' title='Anhanço da Primeira Noite'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r5ENLX9jYTc/Rpvq_rLplXI/AAAAAAAAACc/r-NNe8anw1g/s72-c/mapa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-674640467578280381.post-2067476405041489950</id><published>2007-07-16T11:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T12:32:19.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post N=0</title><content type='html'>Fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com é um jornal da nossa primeira visita ao CERN. Um relato da nossa experiência enquanto pessoas que vêm aqui fazer não sabemos bem o quê (ainda) durante N dias.&lt;br /&gt;Três de carro, um de avião.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui ficam algumas fotos a registar momentos engraçados da viagem de carro que no primeiro dia começou em Lisboa, atravessou a Espanha e acabou a cerca de 200 km a oeste de Bordeaux. Um total de 1400 Km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enchemos o Carro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150001.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e começou &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150003.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secámos em Espanha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150020.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tivémos um Acidente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150027.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passámos por uma terra engraçada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150032.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizemos uma corrida com um Bentley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7150036.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E acabámos o dia a dormir na quinta dos avós do Samuel perto duma localidade chamada Brieve (acho que se escreve assim)&lt;br /&gt;São franceses e eu como pessoa mal formada e bruta não consegui dizer nada de jeito.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos muito bem recebidos com um jantar e uma cama para passar a noite.&lt;br /&gt;Vi aqui duas das coisas mais bem inventadas de sempre:&lt;br /&gt;Um candeiro que se acende com um simples toque em qualquer parte e uma forma completamente genial de se retirar a tampa dos caixotes do lixo (não vou dizer qual é, passou a ser um segredo que pretendo guardar bem).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dia 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De manhã apaixonei-me logo por uma vaca francesa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7160050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7160050.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguimos viagem (os cerca de 600 Km que nos faltavam) até Geneve.&lt;br /&gt;Para que fique registado, fizemos um desvio planeado de quase 200 Km para entrarmos em Geneve pelo Sul de forma a evitar o transito. Obviamente que nos enganámos e acabámos por ter de ir ao centro de Geneve (quem será que cometeu o erro?). Foram os 200 kms mais inuteis da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de quase uma hora ás voltas, chegámos ao CERN: 1930 Km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7160052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://nfist.ist.utl.pt/~mrobalo/media/cern/P7160052.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por agora fico-me por aqui. Estou farto de estar sentado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/674640467578280381-2067476405041489950?l=fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/feeds/2067476405041489950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=674640467578280381&amp;postID=2067476405041489950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2067476405041489950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/674640467578280381/posts/default/2067476405041489950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fazdecontaquevimaocern.blogspot.com/2007/07/post-n0.html' title='Post N=0'/><author><name>Marco Robalo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
