<?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-6321546</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:14:30.771Z</updated><title type='text'>LOS COMBATES COTIDIANOS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-8099248856249692874</id><published>2008-07-08T06:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:34:27.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CANCIONES...</title><summary type='text'>Están las canciones de amor, las de desamor y las de... Berto.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/8099248856249692874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/8099248856249692874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2008/07/estn-las-canciones-de-amor-las-de.html' title='CANCIONES...'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-5200444301607533628</id><published>2007-12-24T10:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-24T10:30:07.956Z</updated><title type='text'>EL GRAN BILLY BRAG</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/4281409293947418965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/4281409293947418965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/12/uno-por-ciento.html' title='UNO POR CIENTO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/R25ah64DvoI/AAAAAAAAA1c/FDx1LYc0txw/s72-c/ni%C3%B1o+blumberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-5957264716989128635</id><published>2007-06-28T12:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T12:25:02.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE A SOLDIERS DO</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/5957264716989128635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/5957264716989128635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/06/like-soldiers-do.html' title='LIKE A SOLDIERS DO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-1323627307039063649</id><published>2007-06-17T11:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T11:56:32.555+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO SEA GRANDE QUIERO SER COMO VINICIUS</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/1323627307039063649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/1323627307039063649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/06/yo-quiero-ser-como-vinicius.html' title='CUANDO SEA GRANDE QUIERO SER COMO VINICIUS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-4976481822329482725</id><published>2007-06-15T11:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:13:36.057+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL ANGEL AZUL</title><summary type='text'>Amo a la heroína de un film que no vi.Por oscuros cines la busco sin fincomo Lola Lola sobre el hombre gris.Ángel o vampiro pesa sobre mí.Amo a la heroína de un film que no vi.Por las carreteras la busco febril.Eres puro sueño o el ángel azul,eres, como todos, de tierra común.Amo a la heroína de un film que no vi.Por oscuros cines la busco sin finEstrella que luces sólo para herir.Ando con mis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/4976481822329482725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/4976481822329482725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/06/el-angel-azul.html' title='EL ANGEL AZUL'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/RnJmMBqjZtI/AAAAAAAAAYw/HsRlVhKXOWw/s72-c/darnauchans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-20877647153820567</id><published>2007-06-11T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T22:34:16.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DEATH IN VEGAS</title><summary type='text'>LA NOCHE MÁS LARGA DEL AÑOVen, viento del sur.Ven y  hazme fuerte.Ven y líbrame al finde esta hora al acariciarme. Déjame que decidaque la vida fue el único error.Déjame a mi  suerteque no hay muerte si no hay también perfección.Y sal,  pánico, sal,sal de mi mente.Nadie nos prometióvivir eternamente. Bajo sábanas blancassé que guardas tu pobre interior,como en  una mudanzahacia un sitio que te </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/20877647153820567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/20877647153820567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/06/death-in-vegas.html' title='DEATH IN VEGAS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-5899195964179810621</id><published>2007-06-08T08:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:00:21.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CUENTOS CORTOS I</title><summary type='text'>Desde ahora en adelante soy mi ídolo, se dijo el arquero suplente del Steaua Bucarest.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/5899195964179810621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/5899195964179810621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/06/cuentos-cortos-i.html' title='CUENTOS CORTOS I'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-2636542893373290861</id><published>2007-04-13T02:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:50:02.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we are nowhere and it´s now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/2636542893373290861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/2636542893373290861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-are-nowhere-and-its-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-2785442003558914942</id><published>2007-03-31T08:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T08:27:56.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>chain gang of love</title><summary type='text'>no sé por que siempre tuve prejuicio con Gorillaz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/2785442003558914942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/2785442003558914942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/03/chain-gang-of-love.html' title='chain gang of love'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-3298566528093768961</id><published>2007-03-30T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T15:50:57.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the hindu times</title><summary type='text'>como llueve la puta madre...Vigo Mortensen esta re loco...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/3298566528093768961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/3298566528093768961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2007/03/indu-times.html' title='the hindu times'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-116357523760049603</id><published>2006-11-15T07:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T07:20:37.620Z</updated><title type='text'>RUMBO NORTE</title><summary type='text'>tengo ganas de escuchar pablo dacal y comer tostadas de pan lactal con queso por salut.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/116357523760049603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/116357523760049603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/11/rumbo-norte.html' title='RUMBO NORTE'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-115412411278377932</id><published>2006-07-28T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T16:15:44.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TERRORISMO(editado)</title><summary type='text'>Le aviso a la side(?) voy a poner una bomba en metrogas.1 día despues...te salvaste puto(?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/115412411278377932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/115412411278377932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/07/terrorismoeditado.html' title='TERRORISMO(editado)'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-115359168314694686</id><published>2006-07-22T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T19:10:14.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INVISIBLE WORLD(return from the land of the deads)</title><summary type='text'>Anoche estuve leyendo algunos posts que publiqué acá, y me gustó la sensación. No por que me parezca que estan bien escritos, sino por que me recuerdan momentos, que hacía en esa época, me disparan imágenes, situaciones, supongo que es la edad. Así que basicamente lo que quería decir es que aunque nadie lea, cada tanto voy a estar publicando por acá. Por que...  it´s like...  an invible blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/115359168314694686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/115359168314694686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/07/invisible-worldreturn-from-land-of.html' title='INVISIBLE WORLD(return from the land of the deads)'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114294169733996964</id><published>2006-03-21T11:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:48:17.350Z</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS THE END</title><summary type='text'>Fue divertido mientras duró...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114294169733996964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114294169733996964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-is-end.html' title='THIS IS THE END'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114224882046703919</id><published>2006-03-13T11:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:20:20.566Z</updated><title type='text'>EL BUENO DE CUTTLAS</title><summary type='text'>(click sobre cuttlas para ver en tamaño original)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114224882046703919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114224882046703919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/03/el-bueno-de-cuttlas.html' title='EL BUENO DE CUTTLAS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114096359809801153</id><published>2006-02-26T14:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-26T14:19:59.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Adiós a los días de fiesta, a los telediarios y a las caracolas.Adiós a las ruedas de prensa, los falsos robados y las amazonas.Adiós a los trajes de baño, los viajes pagados, los sitios de moda.No habrá más copas de yate, tirar las botellas, dormir a deshoras."El cumpleaños de Ronaldo - La costa brava</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114096359809801153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114096359809801153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/adis-los-das-de-fiesta-los-telediarios.html' title=''/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114085166353280256</id><published>2006-02-25T07:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-25T07:14:23.546Z</updated><title type='text'>DESNUDAS Y FELICES</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114085166353280256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114085166353280256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/desnudas-y-felices.html' title='DESNUDAS Y FELICES'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114055092586906371</id><published>2006-02-21T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:42:05.883Z</updated><title type='text'>MARTHA</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114055092586906371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114055092586906371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/martha.html' title='MARTHA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114046043335900720</id><published>2006-02-20T18:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:33:53.370Z</updated><title type='text'>INVISIBLE WORLD</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114046043335900720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114046043335900720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/invisible-world.html' title='INVISIBLE WORLD'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114041462960904333</id><published>2006-02-20T05:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-20T05:50:29.663Z</updated><title type='text'>LUNES</title><summary type='text'>A partir de la pregunta, donde van las bolsas de los que no hacen nada y los mandan a levantar bolsas al puerto? y la respuesta: A Rusia, se generó una especie de conversación de la cual extraigo lo principal y hago un top ten de cosas que se hacen en Rusia. A, segun Amadeo las bolsas tienen Merca.1. En Rusia la merca se vende en la calle.2. Todos trabajan en fábricas, en la calle sólo hay perros</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114041462960904333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114041462960904333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/lunes.html' title='LUNES'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-114033362659285873</id><published>2006-02-19T07:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-19T07:29:36.630Z</updated><title type='text'>DOMINGO</title><summary type='text'>A veces voy por la calle y creo ver a alguien que ya vi pero no reconozco del todo, Hasta ahí todo normal. Ete aquí que esta persona me mira raro, como queriendo decirme algo o como si me conociera y se somprendiera de verme. Me siento como Truman.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114033362659285873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/114033362659285873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/domingo_19.html' title='DOMINGO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113980587385707023</id><published>2006-02-13T04:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-13T04:44:33.873Z</updated><title type='text'>DOMINGO</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113980587385707023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113980587385707023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/domingo.html' title='DOMINGO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113972542249821437</id><published>2006-02-12T06:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-12T06:23:42.506Z</updated><title type='text'>SABADO</title><summary type='text'>CALVIN &amp; HOBBES1era viñeta. Calvin mirando tv: - Me quejo de la calidad de la programación! Es vacia, violenta, sensacionalista y sordida!.2da viñeta. Mismo cuadro: - Exijo un entretenimiento serio y de buen gusto que respete mi inteligencia.3ra viñeta. Habla el padre mientras pasa por atras de Calvin: - Pues apaga es estúpida tele y ve a leer un libro.4ta viñeta. Calvin mirando tv: - Esta bien, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113972542249821437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113972542249821437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/sabado.html' title='SABADO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113964318196492526</id><published>2006-02-11T06:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-11T07:33:02.016Z</updated><title type='text'>VIERNES</title><summary type='text'>Viernes a la noche. Sé que las empanadas de el noble repulgue me hacen mal, pero igual pido. Ahora no sólo me duelen las piernas(todo el cuerpo en realidad) del fútbol del miercoles, sino que estoy descompuesto por unas empanadas que sabia que me iban a hacer mal. Un viernes pum para arriba que le dicen. Zaping. Canales deportivos, mgm, sony, canal z, e entertaiment. Call tv ya no es lo mismo. No</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113964318196492526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113964318196492526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/viernes.html' title='VIERNES'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113941659722359369</id><published>2006-02-08T16:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:36:37.273Z</updated><title type='text'>OASIS TENÍA RAZÓN</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113941659722359369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113941659722359369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2006/02/oasis-tena-razn.html' title='OASIS TENÍA RAZÓN'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113525046756891042</id><published>2005-12-22T11:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-22T11:21:07.576Z</updated><title type='text'>NEON LIGHTS</title><summary type='text'>EDENOR ANDATE A RECONCHA DE TU PUTA MADRE HIJO DE REMIL PUTAS MALCOGIDAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113525046756891042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113525046756891042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/neon-lights.html' title='NEON LIGHTS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113510044680304598</id><published>2005-12-20T17:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-20T17:40:46.823Z</updated><title type='text'>THE BEST</title><summary type='text'>Hay una vieja historia que cuenta que en un partido que se enfrentaron George Best y Bilardo, el defensor argentino no podía pararlo y lo mató a patadas todo lo encuentro, hasta que el británico se cansó, agarró la pelota con las manos y se la dio como diciendo "si no te la doy yo no la agarras más". No sé si será cierta o mito, pero mereceria serlo.Repito: No me canso se ver ESTE vídeo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113510044680304598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113510044680304598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/best.html' title='THE BEST'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113482123803844968</id><published>2005-12-17T12:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-17T12:07:18.050Z</updated><title type='text'>DEAR GEORGE</title><summary type='text'>No puedo parar de ver este vídeo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113482123803844968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113482123803844968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/dear-george.html' title='DEAR GEORGE'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113477265248626658</id><published>2005-12-16T22:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:37:32.496Z</updated><title type='text'>OSCAR WILDE</title><summary type='text'>No existen más que dos reglas para escribir: tener algo que decir y decirlo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113477265248626658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113477265248626658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/oscar-wilde.html' title='OSCAR WILDE'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113459588896150635</id><published>2005-12-14T21:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:34:46.056Z</updated><title type='text'>En España existen 2.300 radios 'piratas', el doble que legales</title><summary type='text'> MADRID.- En España operan al menos 2.279 radios ilegales, el doble de las emisoras privadas autorizadas, e incluso están apareciendo "auténticas" cadenas de radios "piratas", según un informe entregado al Ministerio de Industria por la Asociación Española de Radio Comercial (AERC).El secretario de la AERC, Alfonso Ruiz de Assín, ha subrayado la evolución al alza de este fenómeno: "hace diez años</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113459588896150635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113459588896150635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/en-espaa-existen-2300-radios-piratas.html' title='En España existen 2.300 radios &apos;piratas&apos;, el doble que legales'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113450144782672054</id><published>2005-12-13T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-13T19:17:27.840Z</updated><title type='text'>MIO... NON PIO</title><summary type='text'>seguimos luchando(?) contra capif.Conversción de soulseek:(15:57) [eidetico00] hi. i'm trying to download "the back room", by editors...please keep online![hache is dead] editors sucks(16:00) [eidetico00] why?![hache is dead] is interpol but no mojo[hache is dead] sucks!!(16:00) [eidetico00] maybe you're right(16:00) [eidetico00] where are you from?[hache is dead] maybe[hache is dead] argentina(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113450144782672054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113450144782672054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/mio-non-pio.html' title='MIO... NON PIO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113445777569862499</id><published>2005-12-13T01:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-13T07:09:35.746Z</updated><title type='text'>SAD SONGS</title><summary type='text'>Piano Magic - I must leave London.Bright eyes - Landlocked blues.Ana D - Los amantes.Calvin dont jump - Solamente la luna esta noche.Adam Green - Frozen in time.Broken family band - O princess.Antonio Vega - El sitio de mi recreo.Nacho Vegas - El extranjero.Cocorosie - Candyland.Andres Calamaro - Vietnam.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113445777569862499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113445777569862499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/sad-songs.html' title='SAD SONGS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113404786082395312</id><published>2005-12-08T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-08T13:17:40.833Z</updated><title type='text'>PEKERMAN</title><summary type='text'>Quiero ver Gregory Pekerman con la copa mundial en la mano gritando desaforado - Para ustedes manga de putos!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113404786082395312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113404786082395312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/pekerman.html' title='PEKERMAN'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113364793852857129</id><published>2005-12-03T22:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-03T22:12:18.536Z</updated><title type='text'>QUIEREN ROCK?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113364793852857129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113364793852857129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/12/quieren-rock.html' title='QUIEREN ROCK?'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113338194906536873</id><published>2005-11-30T20:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:19:09.080Z</updated><title type='text'>COMANDANTE LEÓN(NO LES QUEDA UN MILIGRAMO DE VERGÜENZA???)</title><summary type='text'>Las tapas de rolling que se vienen:Cordera - Lenín.Iorio y Mollo - Saco y Vanzetti.Nekro - Agustín Tosco.Charly García - Gorriaran Merlo durante la huelga de hambre.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113338194906536873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113338194906536873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/11/comandante-lenno-les-queda-un.html' title='COMANDANTE LEÓN(NO LES QUEDA UN MILIGRAMO DE VERGÜENZA???)'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113310037140237569</id><published>2005-11-27T14:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-27T14:06:11.413Z</updated><title type='text'>POR QUE?</title><summary type='text'>Por que carajo dan Bolton - Fulham y no Newcastle united - Everton????? Eeeeh???</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113310037140237569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113310037140237569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/11/por-que.html' title='POR QUE?'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113305726079012527</id><published>2005-11-27T01:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-27T02:07:40.800Z</updated><title type='text'>VICIO</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113305726079012527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113305726079012527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/11/vicio.html' title='VICIO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113239256339186601</id><published>2005-11-19T08:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-20T11:18:41.090Z</updated><title type='text'>SURF AND GARAGE IPOD</title><summary type='text'>The Mummies - I´m gonna kill my baby tonight.The sonics - Do you love me.The Monks - Boys are boys and girls are choice.The detroit cobras - Stupidity.Boss Martians - Welcome to a party.Los Peyotes - El humo te hace mal.Los Saicos - Demolición.The Torquays - Johny Cochino.The twang marvels - Runaway from zardoz.the hi-frecuencies - yellow jacket.Los Vengadores - Flaming moe.The Hawaiian astroboys</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113239256339186601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113239256339186601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/11/surf-and-garage-ipod.html' title='SURF AND GARAGE IPOD'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113220060688970284</id><published>2005-11-17T04:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-17T04:14:04.450Z</updated><title type='text'>YO USO EL PÁJARO</title><summary type='text'>                                       CAPIF CHUPAME LA PIJA!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113220060688970284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113220060688970284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo-uso-el-pjaro.html' title='YO USO EL PÁJARO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-113064915077625909</id><published>2005-10-30T05:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-30T05:12:30.786Z</updated><title type='text'>MANU LARCENET</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113064915077625909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/113064915077625909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/10/manu-larcenet.html' title='MANU LARCENET'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112967421909748931</id><published>2005-10-18T23:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T23:23:39.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NO SÉ</title><summary type='text'>Como qué...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112967421909748931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112967421909748931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-s.html' title='NO SÉ'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112847207222315874</id><published>2005-10-05T01:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:27:52.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RUMORES</title><summary type='text'>A propósito de que en algunos blogs habian comentado que venia Nacho Vegas y esas cosas, mande un mail a Limbo Star y me contestaron lo siguiente:  "Nos gustaría. Estamos viendo posibilidades..."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112847207222315874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112847207222315874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/10/rumores.html' title='RUMORES'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112789073984678361</id><published>2005-09-28T07:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T07:58:59.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'>JUEGO</title><summary type='text'>Esto es lo más de lo másssssssssssssssssssshttp://y.20q.net/anon?fS8xcVc0mDlFA4GMWVWYZu5bSywt2TWOSy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112789073984678361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112789073984678361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/juego.html' title='JUEGO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112752844490349193</id><published>2005-09-24T03:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T03:20:44.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CONVERSACIÓN</title><summary type='text'>Mi tía hablando con un amigo:"mis hijos han salido gateros de alma"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112752844490349193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112752844490349193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/conversacin.html' title='CONVERSACIÓN'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112723913606425953</id><published>2005-09-20T18:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:58:56.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOULSEEK</title><summary type='text'>salas:!!!Soulseek idiots!!poesie et sodomiesolitude et la vie analSPICE GIRLS SAUNAEl arte de rezarmúsica cubana y timbaNazi Heil HitlerKung fuKlan_del_arrozVIZIO DE WATERNorwegian hip-hopLOS GAUCHOS PROGRESIVOSthai britpopEL VALLE DE LOS TULLIDOSMATADESTRUYERAJAfax +49-69/450464Fidel Castro prog island</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112723913606425953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112723913606425953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/soulseek.html' title='SOULSEEK'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112672463960491455</id><published>2005-09-14T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T20:03:59.610+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NO TENES VERGUENZA E.P</title><summary type='text'>     Ya se puede conseguir en las mejores casas del ramo!!!para hacer roncha en las convenciones de podólogos marxistas!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112672463960491455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112672463960491455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-tenes-verguenza-ep.html' title='NO TENES VERGUENZA E.P'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112655267197308252</id><published>2005-09-12T20:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:17:51.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FILIACIÓN</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112655267197308252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112655267197308252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/filiacin.html' title='FILIACIÓN'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112648432784115693</id><published>2005-09-12T01:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T01:18:47.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIP-HOP</title><summary type='text'>cata dice:el otro dia opere una banda de bs as, de trip hop. una mula y no se que...era el nombre. Muy buena, re clara la tenian los vaguitosMariano - life is long, life is lost, life is such ways, boy, life is just ways... dice:trip hop?Mariano - life is long, life is lost, life is such ways, boy, life is just ways... dice:que raro jeMariano - life is long, life is lost, life is such ways, boy, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112648432784115693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112648432784115693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/trip-hop.html' title='TRIP-HOP'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112598547689897491</id><published>2005-09-06T06:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T06:44:36.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SORPRESA</title><summary type='text'>Quien diria que esto es de Benedetti.LAS PALABRASNo me gaste las palabrasno cambie el significadomire que lo que yo quierolo tengo bastante clarosi usted habla de progresonada más que por hablarmire que todos sabemosque adelante no es atrássi está contra la violenciapero nos apunta biensi la violencia va y vuelveno se me queje despuéssi usted pide garantíassólo para su corralmire que el pueblo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112598547689897491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112598547689897491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorpresa.html' title='SORPRESA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112583543216846629</id><published>2005-09-04T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T13:03:52.173+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HAY LUMBRIZ</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112583543216846629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112583543216846629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/09/hay-lumbriz.html' title='HAY LUMBRIZ'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112506397630629879</id><published>2005-08-26T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T14:46:16.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIERO ESTO YA!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112506397630629879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112506397630629879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/08/quiero-esto-ya.html' title='QUIERO ESTO YA!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112463729541674422</id><published>2005-08-21T16:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T16:45:24.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS MAÑANAS DE DOMINGO SIEMPRE SON MEJORES CON...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112463729541674422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112463729541674422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/08/las-maanas-de-domingo-siempre-son_21.html' title='LAS MAÑANAS DE DOMINGO SIEMPRE SON MEJORES CON...'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112434397164458415</id><published>2005-08-18T06:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T06:56:18.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TODO EL MUNDO...</title><summary type='text'>Todo el mundo debería saber escribir, tocar y cantar 3 o 4 canciones para enamorar a la chica que le gusta...en mi lista estarian seguramente:7 segundos...............Andres Calamaro.Jessica......................Adam Green.Lola la loca...............Albert Pla.Just like honey........Jesus and Mary chain."y al final de cuentas, eso es lo que cuenta, en tus ojos habia tormenta"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112434397164458415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112434397164458415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/08/todo-el-mundo.html' title='TODO EL MUNDO...'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112383936199118359</id><published>2005-08-12T10:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T23:52:16.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ARCHIVOS SECRETOS</title><summary type='text'>cuando lo vi me reí mucho, además entren a este fotolog que es más que genial, es ultra genial x 3 al cuadrado.http://www.fotolog.net/recto/edité para poner el chiste que ven abajo, publicado en el mismo fotolog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112383936199118359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112383936199118359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/08/archivos-secretos.html' title='ARCHIVOS SECRETOS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112357231993312275</id><published>2005-08-09T07:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T08:25:19.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ASK ME PEACH</title><summary type='text'>cuestionario que encontre en algun blog, ni da poner todo el árbol geneologico de donde salio. Generalmente, me aburren los cuestionarios de este tipo, pero este me copo, que lo disfruten(??)1. Tu canción favorita con el nombre de una ciudad en el título o la letra.London, London.  Caetano Veloso.2. Una canción que has escuchado repetidamente cuando has estado deprimido en algún momento de tu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112357231993312275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112357231993312275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/08/ask-me-peach.html' title='ASK ME PEACH'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112337210167421906</id><published>2005-08-06T22:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:48:21.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CANDYMAN, CANDYMAN, CANDYMAN</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112337210167421906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112337210167421906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/08/candyman-candyman-candyman.html' title='CANDYMAN, CANDYMAN, CANDYMAN'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112275772187488466</id><published>2005-07-30T22:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T22:08:41.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>l'homme sans la tête</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112275772187488466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112275772187488466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/07/lhomme-sans-la-tte.html' title='l&apos;homme sans la tête'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112244114834824056</id><published>2005-07-27T05:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T06:12:28.353+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FANTASMAGORIA EN EL BAUEN</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112244114834824056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112244114834824056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/07/fantasmagoria-en-el-bauen.html' title='FANTASMAGORIA EN EL BAUEN'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112241967317867393</id><published>2005-07-27T00:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T00:14:33.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>COPY &amp; PASTE</title><summary type='text'>Copio un párrafo de la excelente crítica que escribio Xavier Cervantes sobre el último disco de Nacho Vegas, "Desaparezca aquí", para Rockdelux."Desapararezca aquí" es un memento mori (recuerda que has de morir) transformado en un amenzador "recuerda que he de morir" dirigido para quien quiera escuchar los pensamientos del protagonista de estas diez canciones. Por que, dejémoslo claro, nadie esta</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112241967317867393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112241967317867393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/07/copy-paste.html' title='COPY &amp; PASTE'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112238852340374544</id><published>2005-07-26T15:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:35:23.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HAY QUE SER MUY BOLUDO</title><summary type='text'>CursoManagement. El lunes de 21 a 23 comienza un nuevo curso para ser manager de bandas y hacer prensa. Info: www.artilaria.co</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112238852340374544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112238852340374544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/07/hay-que-ser-muy-boludo.html' title='HAY QUE SER MUY BOLUDO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112183722795007476</id><published>2005-07-20T06:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T06:27:07.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>más allá del horizonte</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112183722795007476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112183722795007476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/07/ms-all-del-horizonte.html' title='más allá del horizonte'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112083556584126600</id><published>2005-07-08T16:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T16:12:45.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EURNEKIAN VIEJO PUTO</title><summary type='text'>Tantas cosas para comentar y los hijos de puta de fibertel no se dignan a venir a conectarme y la concha de la lora.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112083556584126600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112083556584126600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/07/eurnekian-viejo-puto.html' title='EURNEKIAN VIEJO PUTO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-112014983517174195</id><published>2005-06-30T17:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T17:43:55.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HAY QUE SER MUY HIJO DE PUTA</title><summary type='text'>Pasantia no rentadaBuscamos gente dinamica con ganas de aprender. Si sabes algo de computacion o algun idioma, y te gustaria interactuar en un ambiente agradable,comunicate con nosotros.Localidad: Puerto Madero - Buenos AiresSalario: 0</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112014983517174195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/112014983517174195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/hay-que-ser-muy-hijo-de-puta.html' title='HAY QUE SER MUY HIJO DE PUTA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111998556226908072</id><published>2005-06-28T19:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T20:15:05.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LE MANS Y NADA MÁS!!!</title><summary type='text'>Siempre me gusto Le Mans pero despues de leer este extracto sobre los comienzos de su carrera, entran directamente en el salón de la grosses absoluta:"Hubo una vez un grupo llamado AVENTURAS DE KIRLIAN. Se juntaron en 1986 en San Sebastián, de donde todos eran procedentes, y lo formaban: Peru Izeta (batería, que por cierto tocaba de pie), Jone Gabarain (voz), Teresa Iturrioz (bajo) e Ibon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111998556226908072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111998556226908072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/le-mans-y-nada-ms.html' title='LE MANS Y NADA MÁS!!!'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111984587916705643</id><published>2005-06-27T04:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T05:22:36.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL DEDO EN LA LLAGA</title><summary type='text'>Estuve meditando este post largo rato, sé, estoy seguro, que me voy a arrepentir de haberlo escrito, pero de alguna forma no puedo evitarlo."i´m wide awake it´s morning de bright eyes es como que te metan un dedo en el culo y te guste".Es tan íntimo, tan sincero, tan despojado de lo efímero, tan perfecto. Hasta parece imposible de compartir con alguien y es mejor escucharlo con auriculares. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111984587916705643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111984587916705643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/el-dedo-en-la-llaga.html' title='EL DEDO EN LA LLAGA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111978124804402502</id><published>2005-06-26T10:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T11:29:25.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ARE YOU EGONIST?</title><summary type='text'>Hace casi ya cuatro meses llegué a Madrid, no sólo llegue sino que ya volví, donde me hospedó una familia argentina que vive allá hace ya más de veinte años. Un matrimonio mayor con dos hijos, Sacha y Cristian. Ya ninguno vive en la casa, pero Sacha pasa seguido y por eso charlamos bastante. En algunas de las conversaciones sobre música el me comenta que el hermano tenía una banda que se llama </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111978124804402502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111978124804402502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/are-you-egonist.html' title='ARE YOU EGONIST?'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111974287501863440</id><published>2005-06-26T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T00:41:15.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL ORIGEN DEL MUNDO</title><summary type='text'>Gustave Courbet. Óleo sobre lienzo, 46 x 55 cm. Museo d' Orsay, París. Francia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111974287501863440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111974287501863440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/el-origen-del-mundo.html' title='EL ORIGEN DEL MUNDO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111925876816218331</id><published>2005-06-20T10:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:14:03.083+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PUM PARA ARRIBA!!!</title><summary type='text'>Que me miran el peinado, manga de putos!!!!.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111925876816218331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111925876816218331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/pum-para-arriba.html' title='PUM PARA ARRIBA!!!'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111848294871149955</id><published>2005-06-11T10:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T10:48:07.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EL CANTAUTOR ABSTRACTO Y LA SILLA GRIS, no piensa en nada más que en la asociación ilimitada de ideas que no se parecen entre si y en una chica que</title><summary type='text'>vio hace unos días desde la ventana de su casa en La Paz, ella tiraba piedras y se secaba los ojos de gases lacrimógenos y a el se le ocurrio que le podía gustar una canción como "estrela, estrela".</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111848294871149955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111848294871149955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/el-cantautor-abstracto-y-la-silla-gris.html' title='EL CANTAUTOR ABSTRACTO Y LA SILLA GRIS, no piensa en nada más que en la asociación ilimitada de ideas que no se parecen entre si y en una chica que'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111822216332617995</id><published>2005-06-08T08:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:16:03.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA PONER EN UN TDK - EPISODIO II</title><summary type='text'>LADO AMIRANDA! - DON.BROKEN FAMILY BAND - O PRINCESS.LA HABITACIÓN ROJA - CANTAUTORES.CLEM SNIDE - THE SOUND OF GERMAN HIP-HOP.LOS SUPER ELEGANTES - PANADERO.BEATLES - THE FOOL ON THE HILLLADO BGLORIA TREVI - PELO SUELTO.BERTRAND BURGALAT - FOLLOW ME.CAPITAL INICIAL - O PASSAGEIRO.SCOTLAND YARD GOSPEL CHOIR - FUN CLUB.HORACIO MOLINA - LOS MAREADOS.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111822216332617995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111822216332617995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/06/para-poner-en-un-tdk-episodio-ii.html' title='PARA PONER EN UN TDK - EPISODIO II'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111750857157270734</id><published>2005-05-31T03:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T03:56:30.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA PONER EN UN TDK</title><summary type='text'>RUBIN - LA TRIPLE A SE LLEVO A MI MUJER.COVER JAIME ROOS - AMANDOTE EN INGLES .NACHA POP - LA CHICA DE AYER.JULY DELPY - A WALTZ FOR A NIGHT.NACHO VEGAS - LA NOCHE MÁS LARGA DEL AÑO.ANTONIO VEGA - EL SITIO DE MI RECREO.JOY DIVISION - SHE LOST CONTROL.SCHIELE - FREAK.VELVET UNDERGROUND - WHO LOVES THE SUN.VERANO EN LISBOA - VAMOS A UN GUATEQUE.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111750857157270734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111750857157270734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/05/para-poner-en-un-tdk.html' title='PARA PONER EN UN TDK'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111673546429699938</id><published>2005-05-22T04:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T05:17:44.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FANTASMA-GORIA</title><summary type='text'>dialogos en la cola del teatro San Martín, esperando para ver fantasmagoria:1: hasta allá llega la cola?2: si.1: no es para tanto.2: uff, sí, es larguísima.1: bueh, igual que tenemos que hacer, estamos al re pedo.2: si, jaja, nunca estuve tan al pedo.linyera: por favor señores y señoras el que este fumando porro, sea tan amable de convidarme una seca.A esa altura me entero de que la capacidad de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111673546429699938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111673546429699938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/05/fantasma-goria.html' title='FANTASMA-GORIA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111582476666797544</id><published>2005-05-11T16:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T16:19:26.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>12 HORAS</title><summary type='text'>tengo que subir a un avión otra vez y tengo miedo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!simplemento eso, estoy re cagadoooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!no aguanto más esta tortura!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111582476666797544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111582476666797544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/05/12-horas.html' title='12 HORAS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111497790442075549</id><published>2005-05-01T21:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T21:08:59.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CHARLATANES DE FERIA</title><summary type='text'>No es Valeria Mazza, ni Beatriz Sarlo, menos Magdalena, es simplemente Julieta una "chicade barrio".Julieta says:Ha comenzado la 31 feria del libro, el gran negocio de los grupos editoriales. Decenas de personajes realizan lecturas, autografían sus libros y exponen sus “ideas” a un público presto a devorar toda la “cultura” que encuentren a su paso.A los personajes los caracteriza la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111497790442075549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111497790442075549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/05/charlatanes-de-feria.html' title='CHARLATANES DE FERIA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111420728311174228</id><published>2005-04-22T22:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T23:01:23.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LA FRASE DEL MES</title><summary type='text'>"Doy mi vida por una merluza", C., yo no digo nada, pero dicen las malas lenguas que le gusta soda estereo y vive en el sur.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111420728311174228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111420728311174228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/04/la-frase-del-mes.html' title='LA FRASE DEL MES'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111395119757159006</id><published>2005-04-19T23:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T23:53:17.573+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IN THE BODY IN THE MIND</title><summary type='text'>Mientras cocinaba mi cena, entra en la cocina una interesante morocha, bastante linda, que solo comio un sandwich de pan lactal negro, a mi esa noche me tocaba una super produccion de salchichas alemanas, papas con mayonesa, queso, hasta me cocine el pan!!!!!. Durante los quince minutos que estuvo en la cocinca casi no cruzamos palabra, solo unas acotaciones sobre una sarten con arroz duro, nada </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111395119757159006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111395119757159006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-body-in-mind.html' title='IN THE BODY IN THE MIND'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111298899580264504</id><published>2005-04-08T20:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T20:36:35.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY SONGS FOR HAPPY PEOPLE (debut y despedida)</title><summary type='text'>Llego como a las once de la noche al hostel donde estoy parando en Paris, en la planta baja hay un pub casi siempre lleno de yanquis con camisas polo, me siento en la barra a tomar un trago y a mirar la lluvia, hace varios dias que llueve y llueve y llueve. En un momento veo que el negro que estaba pasando musica, agarra sus cds y se retira, timidamente le pregunto a la mexicana que atiende la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111298899580264504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111298899580264504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-songs-for-happy-people-debut-y.html' title='HAPPY SONGS FOR HAPPY PEOPLE (debut y despedida)'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111256342616210808</id><published>2005-04-03T21:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T22:23:46.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AUSTRALIAN BLONDE</title><summary type='text'>me levante la maniana del viernes no como cualquier maniana, bastante fastidiado en realidad, tenia que tomar un colectivo a Paris a las once, no tenia donde parar y muchos bolsos. No hablo frances, un poco de ingles y gracias, y llegaba a las ocho y media de la noche. Aproximadamente.Aaaaaa me olvidaba El 90 por ciento de mi ropa estaba en el lavadero, que cerro la noche anterior antes de que yo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111256342616210808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111256342616210808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/04/australian-blonde.html' title='AUSTRALIAN BLONDE'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111229970249820476</id><published>2005-03-31T20:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T21:08:22.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LONDON LONDON LONG TIME AGO...</title><summary type='text'>ufff, ya me voy de londres y no lo puedo creer, 24 anios esperando conocer londres y ya me estoy yendo despues de pasar 20 dias bajo la niebla (seis en Edimburgo), pasaron los mondays, los colectivos de dos pisos, el picadilly, kew gardens, wimbledon, disquerias chiquitas y grandes, la guinnes, los pubs, el sandwich de chiken, tomato and mayo, chipps and lemonade de cada medio dia en la promocion</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111229970249820476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111229970249820476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/03/london-london-long-time-ago.html' title='LONDON LONDON LONG TIME AGO...'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111170790230163050</id><published>2005-03-24T23:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:45:02.300Z</updated><title type='text'>LUNES FELICES</title><summary type='text'>esta noche voy a ver a los Happy Mondays, estara bueno o pasado maniana estare hablando de unos viejos chotos que me robaron 15 pounds?...la respuesta, pasado maniana obviamente. Lo que si prometo fotitos. click!!!!!!!que boludo parezco un conductor de cable... carril. cuac!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111170790230163050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111170790230163050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/03/lunes-felices.html' title='LUNES FELICES'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111083761999373760</id><published>2005-03-14T21:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-14T22:00:19.993Z</updated><title type='text'>PREGUNTA DEL DIA</title><summary type='text'>CUANTO TIEMPO MAS DURA EL BLOG DE MAJUL???????la falta de acentos es por que aca no le hay, lo demas corre por cuenta de mio.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111083761999373760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111083761999373760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/03/pregunta-del-dia.html' title='PREGUNTA DEL DIA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-111004393178912320</id><published>2005-03-05T17:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-05T17:32:11.790Z</updated><title type='text'>ROBYN HOOD</title><summary type='text'>si "frankie goes to hollywood", por que no "Mariano goes to London", si me estoy yendo a la gran londinium, ciudad que me desvela desde la más tierna infancia, y la no tan tierna tambien. Estoy muy emocionado y tambien cagado, mi ingles no es el mejor, no tengo hostel y no se como voy a ir de paris a londres, ni como voy a llegar al centro de londres, pero igual supongo que voy a sobrevivir, si </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111004393178912320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/111004393178912320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/03/robyn-hood.html' title='ROBYN HOOD'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110969751322646747</id><published>2005-03-01T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T17:18:33.230Z</updated><title type='text'>DEAD OF THE MUSIC</title><summary type='text'>Sigo en Barcelona, hace mucho frío, estoy muuuuyyy resfriado, no tengo ganas de salir, tengo internet gratis, estoy al pedo. Conclusión: post nuevo.10 discos que Shaun(y yo tambien) tiraria a los zombies. para los que estan afuera del mundo moderno y todavia no vieron "Shaun of the dead" no les voy a decir nada, veanlan.1. DUKE, Genesis, en realidad nunca lo escuche, pero esta en todas las casas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110969751322646747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110969751322646747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/03/dead-of-music.html' title='DEAD OF THE MUSIC'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110933446758870307</id><published>2005-02-25T12:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-25T12:27:47.590Z</updated><title type='text'>BARCELONA</title><summary type='text'>bueno ya estoy en Barcelona, atras quedo el Madrid nevado, los museos y las dos primeras semanas en Europa, se supone que ahora se viene lo más divertido, BCN, París y Londres. Por ahora llueve mucho así que ayer me pase todo el día en la FNAC (una especie de Shopping cultural de libros, discos y esas cosas) leyendo comics, algunos nuevos de Calvin and Hobbes, Tin Tin, American Splendor y uno muy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110933446758870307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110933446758870307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/02/barcelona.html' title='BARCELONA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110820816708688142</id><published>2005-02-12T11:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-12T11:36:07.086Z</updated><title type='text'>MADRID</title><summary type='text'>hola, estoy en Madrid, ya se me corta la conexion, así que ya posteare más largo.compre la rock de lux y no hay nada para ver, Mierda&gt;!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110820816708688142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110820816708688142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/02/madrid.html' title='MADRID'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110783873973314203</id><published>2005-02-08T04:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-08T04:58:59.733Z</updated><title type='text'>ESAS COSITAS QUE NOS DEJA SOULSEEK</title><summary type='text'>"yo una vez, de pendejo, me drogue con nafta", amadeo, bloguero contemporaneo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110783873973314203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110783873973314203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2005/02/esas-cositas-que-nos-deja-soulseek.html' title='ESAS COSITAS QUE NOS DEJA SOULSEEK'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110137550913909267</id><published>2004-11-25T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-25T09:51:20.783Z</updated><title type='text'>THE DARK SIDE OF CATALUNYA</title><summary type='text'>Albert Pla es mi catalán preferido, irónico y ácido como pocos, tiene una poesía muy particular. Llena de humor negro pero también de ternura, escatológico algunas veces, pero siempre inteligente. Especie de marginal de la música española(con un look acorde), los artistas catalanes en general a excepción de “este”, no tienen el mismo reconocimiento que los de Madrid. Quizás por eso en su debut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110137550913909267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110137550913909267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/11/dark-side-of-catalunya.html' title='THE DARK SIDE OF CATALUNYA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110115480562974849</id><published>2004-11-22T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-22T20:20:05.630Z</updated><title type='text'>YA SE VIENE EL AÑO NUEVO, YA SE VIENE LA NAVIDAD</title><summary type='text'>Basandose en análisis puramente científicos, incontrastables e inapelables. Los expertos de este blog eligen los mejores discos del año 2004 para que usted se los baje se los grabe y los escuche en el winco mientras se come un sanguche de vacío con agua tónica. Por si esto fuera poco(bueno sí mucho no es) y por igual precio el mismo blog de antes le ofrece las vergüenzas del año, los mejores </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110115480562974849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110115480562974849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/11/ya-se-viene-el-ao-nuevo-ya-se-viene-la.html' title='YA SE VIENE EL AÑO NUEVO, YA SE VIENE LA NAVIDAD'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110106350753344485</id><published>2004-11-21T18:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-21T18:58:27.533Z</updated><title type='text'>Q.e.p.d</title><summary type='text'>Este blog tambien se alegra por el shot en el ort a mr.Q.yo sabía que tenía que existir un Gustavo López con huevos!!!!A este blog no lo auspicia(como a algunas revistas "de interes cultural") el GCBA. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110106350753344485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110106350753344485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/11/qepd.html' title='Q.e.p.d'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-110065456808574505</id><published>2004-11-17T00:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-17T18:24:46.096Z</updated><title type='text'>CON LOS PÁJAROS VOLADOS</title><summary type='text'>  El caso se presentaba fácil. Un drogadicto, con los primeros síntomas del mono, había encontrado fuerzas para afanar algo en un piso aparentemente desocupado; falló en la elección del objetivo, despertó a la propietaria y, descubierto, echó mano de la navaja. Un asesinato estúpido y desalentador. Un condenado trabajo de rutina. Pero el inspector Steve Carella, de la comisaría 87 de Isola, quiso</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110065456808574505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/110065456808574505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/11/con-los-pjaros-volados.html' title='CON LOS PÁJAROS VOLADOS'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109784523367329874</id><published>2004-10-15T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T14:05:23.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DÍA Deuda o como pasar de la tv al cine y no salir ileso</title><summary type='text'>Como se hace para hablar durante una hora y media sobre la deuda externa y no mencionar el sistema capitalista?Como se hace para hablar de la deuda externa y no mencionar el sistema capitalista?Como se hace para estar en la cumbre económica de Davos y no hablar de capitalismo?Como se hace para hablar de hambre, miseria, desnutrición y no sugerir siquiera el capitalismo como posible causa?.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109784523367329874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109784523367329874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/10/da-deuda-o-como-pasar-de-la-tv-al-cine.html' title='DÍA Deuda o como pasar de la tv al cine y no salir ileso'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109573867716248766</id><published>2004-09-21T04:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T14:43:15.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UN DOMINGO CUALQUIERA</title><summary type='text'>Resaca morroñosa del sábado a la noche, casi sin poder caminar por una uña encarnada, “qué se puede hacer salvo ver películas” diría el viejo desdentado. Ya con una buena acopiación de dvds (gracias a la grabadora) a eso me dedique el domingo, a ver películas.TURNO 1: PRIMERA FUNCIÓN.COFFEE AND CIGARETTESLa primera sorpresa fue ver esta peli en el catálogo del video. Había intentado, sin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109573867716248766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109573867716248766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/09/un-domingo-cualquiera.html' title='UN DOMINGO CUALQUIERA'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109460266169855551</id><published>2004-09-08T01:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T12:48:44.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>YA NO SOS MI MARGARITA...</title><summary type='text'>Haciendo uso de mi poder de robo, tomo prestada la sección “dos margaritas” de la revista La mujer de mi vida. En este caso una sola, por que escribo yo solito y mi alma(atea pero alma al fin).ME GUSTA MUCHÍSIMOHace algunas semanas mientras hurgaba las bateas de música clásica de Zivals, buscando piezas de cuerda, me encontré con “Elegies”. No era barato, pero me gustó el arte de tapa, una de</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109460266169855551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109460266169855551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/09/ya-no-sos-mi-margarita.html' title='YA NO SOS MI MARGARITA...'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109409428799057942</id><published>2004-09-02T03:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:04:47.990+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RADIOHEAD SE ORTIVÓ</title><summary type='text'>Según el diario digital Folha online los organizadores del Tim Festival (el mayor evento musical de Latinoamérica con figuras como White stripes, Super furry animals, Lambchop, etc.) intentaron contratar a Radiohead para la edición número 2 del festival que se realizara en San Pablo, no en Río de Janeiro como el año pasado, pero los chicos de Oxford con su mejor cara de ojete dijeron “no tenemos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109409428799057942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109409428799057942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/09/radiohead-se-ortiv.html' title='RADIOHEAD SE ORTIVÓ'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109360608062713845</id><published>2004-08-27T12:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T12:30:19.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>YA NO LA TENGO</title><summary type='text'>"Yo La Tengo han decido realizar una gira por los Estados Unidos, bautizada como, "Tour of Swing States to Try and Help John Kerry Get Elected", con la intención de ayudar al candidato demócrata a la presidencia, John Kerry, en su carrera electoral."Pecaré de ingenuo, pero la verdad una decepción que la banda de Hoboken se una a las filas de "el mal menor", encima en el órgano oficial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109360608062713845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109360608062713845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/08/ya-no-la-tengo.html' title='YA NO LA TENGO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109357902649002434</id><published>2004-08-27T04:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T04:57:06.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>YO, ROBOT</title><summary type='text'>EL ROBOT BAJO EL AGUALa óptica espacial desde el corazónMe niego a decir que el robot bajo el agua es punk, por qué cualquier comentario que se refiera a algo a priori simple o minimalista se le pone el sello de punk?, “no tiene 20 violines, 9 violas y 4 contrabajos, es punk que va´ ser”, parecen decir algunos, lo cierto es que este disco del ex Jaime sin tierra si bien despojado, hasta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109357902649002434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109357902649002434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/08/yo-robot.html' title='YO, ROBOT'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109333154227768289</id><published>2004-08-24T07:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T08:12:22.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MÁS RARO QUE...</title><summary type='text'>LIMBO STARR: un sello discográfico que parece no explotar a sus artistas y que contrata buenos músicos. Además tiene como su estrella a Nacho Vegas, demasiado pedir por estos tiempos...Ver:1.La nueva incorporación del sello es la banda "Remate" cuyo cantante tiene un increible parecido con Ariel Minimal.2.Nuevo y único libro de poesías de Nacho Vegas: "política de hechos consumados".3.Este </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109333154227768289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109333154227768289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/08/ms-raro-que.html' title='MÁS RARO QUE...'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109332902292782851</id><published>2004-08-24T05:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T07:30:22.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SUICIDAL TENDENCIES</title><summary type='text'>"Para serte sincero, no quiero verme nunca en la situación de que alguien se pegue un tiro tras escuchar un disco nuestro. Eso te convierte en un compositor fracasado y, lo que es peor, en Judas Priest o Body Count".Mark Eitzel. American Music Club. Reseña de discos o canciones que pueden llevar directamente al suicidio. Indirectamente también. MANTA RAY "Pequeñas puertas que se abren y pequeñas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109332902292782851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109332902292782851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/08/suicidal-tendencies.html' title='SUICIDAL TENDENCIES'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321546.post-109308250467436440</id><published>2004-08-21T10:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T11:01:44.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK DE LUJO</title><summary type='text'>Eran ya casi las nueve de la noche y todavía tenía que ir a comprarle comida al gato, el recital que había esperado por casi 20 días estaba empezando y yo todavía en pelotas, que novedad, siempre lo mismo. Pero bue… terminé de hacer todo lo que tenía que hacer y salí rajando para el San Martín a ver a Flopa, Manza, Minimal creadores del mejor disco nacional del año pasado y que nunca había visto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109308250467436440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6321546/posts/default/109308250467436440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todaslasmanianas.blogspot.com/2004/08/rock-de-lujo.html' title='ROCK DE LUJO'/><author><name>hache</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914452566066548529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqFVpGAuRvI/Sf1SFIw9RWI/AAAAAAAADYo/uJL4AUznELA/S220/12823225.bin.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
