tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18524172071729447202012-02-16T19:16:48.270-08:00Manenoreply@blogger.comBlogger241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-88801454288251536962011-11-29T15:54:00.000-08:002011-11-29T15:56:11.979-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YdfDjNJgmGE/TtVs3hP7OTI/AAAAAAAAALc/lPQB5VL52OY/s1600/P1120092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YdfDjNJgmGE/TtVs3hP7OTI/AAAAAAAAALc/lPQB5VL52OY/s400/P1120092.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">Al fin y al cabo no somos más que parte de una absurda <span style="font-size: small;">composición</span> que se descompone y en su descomposición nos hunde <span style="font-size: small;">en el desamor</span> a la Tierra y a la vida misma.</span></div><div style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Al fin y al cabo que se hundan los fatalistas, los fanáticos y los que sin ver más <span style="font-size: small;">que su ombligo</span> se atreven a criticar.</span></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">Que se hundan los hipócritas absurdos y&nbsp;</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">descompuestos tapados de esta misma Tierra que los dejará <span style="font-size: small;">al fin</span> sin vida.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-8880145428825153696?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-88922372840965133842011-10-13T11:23:00.000-07:002011-10-13T11:23:04.818-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WF5aYzR-DOg/Tpcsepnak_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/AwcVpaBobvs/s1600/elbeso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WF5aYzR-DOg/Tpcsepnak_I/AAAAAAAAALQ/AwcVpaBobvs/s320/elbeso.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-8892237284096513384?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-18082032129381383972011-08-30T15:37:00.000-07:002011-08-30T15:37:07.941-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjdaZSmj-AI/Tl1lL40N8iI/AAAAAAAAALE/PJKVcq98Ryw/s1600/chicopola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RjdaZSmj-AI/Tl1lL40N8iI/AAAAAAAAALE/PJKVcq98Ryw/s320/chicopola.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-1808203212938138397?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-10622673647213358342011-07-06T15:55:00.000-07:002011-10-15T19:50:09.272-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-al8aBLIe_qQ/ThTmS266tcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rzI64_WFGss/s1600/196881_1801610034673_1072491587_3902349_3535011_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-al8aBLIe_qQ/ThTmS266tcI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rzI64_WFGss/s320/196881_1801610034673_1072491587_3902349_3535011_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">Ayelén Ruiz de Infante- La Plata (2011)</span></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc;"><br /></div><div style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">Diseñadora Gráfica, Fotógrafa, Iluminadora, Original , Compañera, Carismática, Daria, Divina, Sensacional, y <b style="color: #ea9999;">amiga</b> por sobre todas las cosas. </span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-1062267364721335834?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-70923423153259428602011-06-19T09:23:00.000-07:002011-10-15T19:55:48.524-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXJD9mFQ2Ho/Tf4hvyhSIWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jegjwiNqmw0/s1600/P1090093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXJD9mFQ2Ho/Tf4hvyhSIWI/AAAAAAAAAK0/jegjwiNqmw0/s320/P1090093.JPG" width="320" /></a><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: x-small;">Las cosas aburridas me las enseñó mi viejo...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Aburridas... pero importantes.</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Aburridísimas... pero intensas...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Esas cosas que llevamos toda la vida y terminamos de aprender de grandes... ésas.</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Las que quizás nunca NUNCA terminamos de aprender,</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">por necios, por idiotas, por orgullosos,</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">por humanos.</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Esas cosas, papá, las aprendo todos los dias...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">y trato de ponerlas en práctica...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Espero saberlas transmitir, quizás con otras metodologías, quién sabe...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Gracias viejo. te quiero.&nbsp;</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Sabelo.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-7092342315325942860?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-43598867963313082132011-05-17T11:30:00.000-07:002011-05-17T11:33:29.364-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axf9BIAxQ-w/TdK9jxt9MMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ai-Z1Aksyj8/s1600/P1090322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-axf9BIAxQ-w/TdK9jxt9MMI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Ai-Z1Aksyj8/s320/P1090322.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="ES-AR"><span style="font-size: x-small;">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<span style="color: #cccccc;"> Para Agos...</span></span> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="ES-AR">Otoño. Tu patio. Una tarde. El humo y las hojas secas.</span></span></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="ES-AR">Hoy ningún dato es curioso.</span></span></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="ES-AR">Amemos la libertad de ser, de orientar nuestras propias ramas.</span></span></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="ES-AR">Siempre hacia arriba. Y con las alas bien desplegadas.</span></span></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="ES-AR">Gracias por ser.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR"><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-4359886796331308213?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-15451911466904022022011-04-20T16:49:00.000-07:002011-04-20T16:51:27.152-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9XOhIzo17I/Ta9vbW2De1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9BnJk7GQUw0/s1600/ford_falcon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9XOhIzo17I/Ta9vbW2De1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9BnJk7GQUw0/s320/ford_falcon.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="color: #999999;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">A Lucho y a mi abuelo... que tenia un Falcon celeste...</span></div><div style="color: #666666;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cuando llueve a cántaros y no soportas un día más de encierro...&nbsp;</span></span></div><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">nada mejor que decirle a un amigo que te lleve a tomar un helado...</span></span></div><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">El día se puede disfrutar igual con los pies mojados y la cámara a mano... </span></span></div><div style="color: #666666;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">EL DATO CURIOSO</span></div><div style="color: #666666;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>PRIMER MUSEO DE LA HISTORIA DE LAS PATENTES DE VEHICULOS EN ARGENTINA</b></span></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">E</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">n la ciudad patagónica de San Martín de los Andes en la provincia del Neuquén podemos encontrar el</span><span style="font-size: x-small;"> museo de patentes argentinas del coleccionista Daniel Rubinger. A través de 22 años y recorriendo todo el país ha formado un archivo detallado y el primer museo de patentes de vehículos argentinos. <a href="http://www.patentesargentinas.com.ar/">www.patentesargentinas.com.ar</a></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-1545191146690402202?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-39718550662831534312011-04-11T11:06:00.000-07:002011-04-11T16:12:17.359-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1V-E1hML0o/TaNByU2gX9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/YxktxPyH6a0/s1600/P1070245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v1V-E1hML0o/TaNByU2gX9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/YxktxPyH6a0/s320/P1070245.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="color: #444444; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial;">No te quedes inmóvil al borde del camino, no congeles el júbilo, no quieras con desgano, no te salves ahora ni nunca. </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial;">&nbsp; </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial;"> No te salves , no te llenes de calma, no reserves del mundo sólo un rincón tranquilo, no dejes caer lo párpados pesados como juicios, no te quedes sin labios, no te duermas sin sueño, no te pienses sin sangre, no te juzgues sin tiempo. </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial;">&nbsp; </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial;"> Pero si pese a todo no puedes evitarlo y congelas el jubilo y quieres con desgana y te salvas ahora y te llenas de calma y reservas del mundo sólo un rincón tranquilo y dejas caer los párpados pesados como juicios y te secas sin labios y te duermes sin sueño </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial;"> y te piensas sin sangre y te juzgas sin tiempo y te quedas inmóvil al borde del camino y te salvas... entonces... no te quedes conmigo.</span></span><br /><br /><div style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #666666;">EL DATO CURIOSO</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span lang="ES-AR">No te Salves, de Mario Benedetti, es citado por Eliseo Subiela en El Lado Oscuro del Corazón (1992). Película de orígen argentino-canadiense que cuenta con la participación del poeta en una escena donde habla en alemán con una prostituta en un bar.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/rwivEVwkyXw/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rwivEVwkyXw&fs=1&source=uds" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rwivEVwkyXw&fs=1&source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span><span style="font-family: &quot;Arial Narrow&quot;;"></span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-3971855066283153431?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-70358415070614583302011-03-21T12:06:00.000-07:002011-03-21T12:08:55.665-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aqVaEsur308/TYehhuB2VeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XJIC0NWUrM4/s1600/loszapatosdececi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aqVaEsur308/TYehhuB2VeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XJIC0NWUrM4/s320/loszapatosdececi.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">A Ceci que deja huella...</span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-7035841507061458330?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-81280094488394695702011-02-28T19:15:00.001-08:002011-10-15T20:05:42.989-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578945151962315874" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezi8i_0ZHSk/TWxlDqQZ_GI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6LC7BJ5N50U/s320/P1010104.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 244px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #134f5c;">EL DATO CURIOSO</span></span> </span></span><br /><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">Los tacos de los zapatos surgieron a mediados del S.XII en Persia. Su función era proporcionarles a los jinetes un soporte más seguro para poder estribar cómodamente arriba del caballo. Este invento se fue expandiendo por Turquía y Hungría marcando su camino hacia Europa, donde es probable que se utilizaran simplemente para parecer más alto.</span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-8128009448839469570?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-72927491636534726822011-02-21T17:25:00.000-08:002011-10-15T19:58:10.257-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEh8rxMgOg8/TWMRFk8I2VI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rABWNs1FSBs/s1600/Maniquies.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576319551127738706" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEh8rxMgOg8/TWMRFk8I2VI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rABWNs1FSBs/s320/Maniquies.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Inmóviles, desnudas, estáticas en la cerrazón cotidiana, expuestas a escasas miradas que sueñan vestirlas. Posan inertes… subrayando un leve contorno de caderas, conteniendo el aire, relajando suavemente las rodillas. Se exhiben amontonadas tras el vidrio enmohecido de lágrimas y suspiros, de pasantes que como yo, alguna vez han amado inútilmente, postergando los sueños y mutilando las ansias peregrinas. Sueñan sin sueños, que alguna ánima las acaricie, las vista de seda, de colores pasteles, de tonos acuarelas y deliran… fantasean, susurran secretos inadmisibles, respiran, se mueven, aparecen y desaparecen, nacen con una simple mirada y mueren… cuando uno se aleja en la soledad invisible… extraditándolas indefectiblemente al olvido…- </span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">MATIAS MISSEN</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #134f5c; text-align: justify;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">EL DATO CURIOSO</span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">La PEDIOFOBIA es el miedo a las muñecas, maniquíes y robots. Las personas que padecen esta enfermedad dicen que el temor es a que la muñeca cobre vida.<br />La pediofobia puede ser incapacitante, hace casi imposible que la persona vaya a un centro comercial o a un shopping, donde hay maniquíes y muñecas por todos lados. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1X_FTTbQ1lQ/TWMQ6ZPL8zI/AAAAAAAAAIY/yrxzw4YQg64/s1600/Maniquies.jpg"><br /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-7292749163653472682?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-85592286339088481892011-02-15T18:45:00.000-08:002011-10-15T19:59:28.389-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0PEFdVtvzw/TWMYayPRSHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Q9VHAt1fhrI/s1600/bici%2Bescapa.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576327612056291442" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y0PEFdVtvzw/TWMYayPRSHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Q9VHAt1fhrI/s320/bici%2Bescapa.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 246px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="color: #666666;">A todo vapor hullen sus carcajadas... vuelan sus sueños dejando estela, se va Mati, se aleja.. Dobla la esquina en busca de mariposas que coloreen su remera, respira profundo el perfume rosado de las flores para regarlo en el comedor y sorprender a </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif;">mamá.</span><br /><div style="color: #666666;">Salta, juega, se aleja de su infancia día a día, se va, no regresa. Se va rodando en su bicicleta.</div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;, sans-serif;"><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">EL DATO CURIOSO</span></span>&nbsp;</div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">La Prueba de la Bicicleta consiste en dejar una bicicleta, contra una pared, en cualquier esquina de cualquier ciudad. Una cámara graba y cronometra, permitiendo así saber cuánto dura una bicicleta sin resguardo en ese lugar.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div align="center" style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVxePtTGVv8/TVs8werhztI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NI0qhNqSPYY/s1600/bici%2Bescapa.jpg"></a></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-8559228633908848189?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-34382037837777391572011-02-02T10:34:00.000-08:002011-10-15T19:59:56.090-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571679427729526370" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TVKU62QrjmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/mewfJb4RSKs/s400/MOZCA.jpg" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /><span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">EL DATO CURIOSO</span></span></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: &quot;Trebuchet MS&quot;,sans-serif;">El demonio Balcebú recibe el nombre de "el señor de las moscas", debido a un juego de palabras que convirtió al dios cananeo Ba'al Zebûl (literalmente "el señor príncipe") en Baal Zabut ("el señor de las moscas"). </span></span></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TUmkAPlk6HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/M4t9_X7BJZU/s1600/P1060126.JPG"></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-3438203783777739157?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-1856891956764494582011-01-22T09:41:00.000-08:002011-10-15T20:00:39.301-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TVKTOWMUN_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/-nCxgCugcDs/s1600/amanecer.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571677563695413234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TVKTOWMUN_I/AAAAAAAAAF0/-nCxgCugcDs/s400/amanecer.jpg" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="color: #666666; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">PARA FEDE: SURFEANDO LA CIUDAD. Roots!</span><br /><a href="http://www.todoslosdiaselmar.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: Times,&quot;Times New Roman&quot;,serif;">www.todoslosdiaselmar.blogspot.com</span></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-185689195676449458?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-16477643483275732982010-11-27T19:52:00.000-08:002011-10-15T20:00:58.850-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TVKQ__SKO_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/W_vG9oJ7ZsI/s1600/indar.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571675118004485106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TVKQ__SKO_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/W_vG9oJ7ZsI/s400/indar.jpg" style="display: block; height: 226px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> <span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;">"El sello de la historia... cubriendo de cemento a los héroes venideros." </span><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;">Fran Fournier</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-1647764348327573298?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-58392451203881538702010-08-21T16:04:00.000-07:002011-02-09T04:52:42.363-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TVKOEYa_KxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zPYPh28sMt0/s1600/silla2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571671894936988434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/TVKOEYa_KxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zPYPh28sMt0/s400/silla2.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/THBcZRVwVgI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bQQ7AHGduv0/s1600/DSC05340.JPG"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-5839245120388153870?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-68674378908596343832010-05-20T13:05:00.000-07:002011-10-15T20:05:04.367-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S_WWI8jH-8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/-R1-8jek7L8/s1600/fran+y+ambar.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473446002575276994" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S_WWI8jH-8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/-R1-8jek7L8/s400/fran+y+ambar.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;">Aunque hoy cumplas<br />trescientos doce meses<br />la matusalénica edad no se te nota cuando<br />en el instante en que vencen los crueles<br />entrás a averiguar la alegría del mundo<br />y mucho menos todavía se te nota<br />cuando volás gaviotamente sobre las fobias<br />o desarbolás los nudosos rencores<br /><br />buena edad para cambiar estatutos y horóscopos<br />para que tu manantial mane <span style="font-size: 100%;">amor</span> sin miseria<br />para que te enfrentes al espejo que exige<br />y pienses que estás guapo<br />y estés guapo<br /><br />casi no vale la pena desearte júbilos y lealtades<br />ya que te van a rodear como ángeles o veleros<br /><br />es obvio y comprensible<br />que las manzanas y los jazmines<br />y los cuidadores de autos y los ciclistas<br />y las hijas de los villeros<br />y los cachorros extraviados<br />y los bichitos de san antonio<br />y las cajas de fósforo<br />te consideren uno de los suyos<br /><br />de modo que desearte un feliz cumpleaños<br />podría ser tan injusto con tus felices<br /><span style="font-size: 100%;">cumpledías</span><br />acordate de esta ley de tu vida<br />si hace algún tiempo fuiste desgraciado<br />eso también ayuda a que hoy se afirme<br />tu bienaventuranza<br /><br />de todos modos para vos no es novedad<br />que el mundo, Ámbar<br />y yo<br />te queremos de veras<br />pero tu cozoziña y yo... siempre <i><b>un poquito más</b></i> que el mundo.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 78%;">"COMO SIEMPRE" DE TU QUERIDO MARIO BENEDETTI</span></span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-6867437890859634383?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-26787160520280786972010-04-25T18:51:00.000-07:002011-10-15T20:03:27.540-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S9TxwgjIIdI/AAAAAAAAADU/mA5ZgvAskRY/s1600/elpatio.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464258063580537298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S9TxwgjIIdI/AAAAAAAAADU/mA5ZgvAskRY/s400/elpatio.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 282px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #999999;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">"...Y los santos al fin soltaron sus harapos.<br />La suerte quedó desnuda... y se descubrió mezquina.</span><span style="font-size: 85%;">"</span></div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">-Francisco M. Fournier-</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-2678716052028078697?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-36734874660137012032010-02-11T04:23:00.000-08:002011-10-15T20:06:25.962-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S3P279f83BI/AAAAAAAAADE/rQgBgpj2Az4/s1600-h/el+muro.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436960685147610130" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S3P279f83BI/AAAAAAAAADE/rQgBgpj2Az4/s400/el+muro.JPG" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 321px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #666666;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666;">Autor: Laureano Núñez</div><div style="color: #666666;">Colonia, Uruguay 2010.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-3673487466013701203?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-79646560024760613232010-01-30T12:38:00.000-08:002011-10-15T20:07:26.888-07:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S2SXGRnxnTI/AAAAAAAAACw/s--bFfa7Wnc/s1600-h/emmita.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432633184580902194" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S2SXGRnxnTI/AAAAAAAAACw/s--bFfa7Wnc/s400/emmita.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 282px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="font-size: 78%; font-style: italic;"> <br /></span><br /><blockquote style="font-style: italic;"><div style="text-align: center;"><link href="file:///C:%5CWindows%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: arial; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 78%;">"...a cada escalón rompía la telaraña. <br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: arial; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 78%;">ella, arriba del árbol. <br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; font-family: arial; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 78%;">sus miedos abajo..."</span></div><blockquote style="color: #666666;"></blockquote></blockquote><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-7964656002476061323?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-65942628510134786302010-01-24T16:17:00.000-08:002010-01-24T16:19:54.519-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S1zja-Sk0WI/AAAAAAAAACg/4D3N9ezgxI4/s1600-h/tren.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S1zja-Sk0WI/AAAAAAAAACg/4D3N9ezgxI4/s400/tren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430465303238988130" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-6594262851013478630?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-47583329124914439232010-01-07T14:39:00.000-08:002010-01-07T14:41:40.968-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S0Zi7JBX9GI/AAAAAAAAACY/-XXcNFSk44s/s1600-h/republicatunel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S0Zi7JBX9GI/AAAAAAAAACY/-XXcNFSk44s/s400/republicatunel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424131569387828322" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-4758332912491443923?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-18203897573438100532010-01-04T16:53:00.000-08:002010-01-04T17:01:55.623-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S0KPUb7ZqxI/AAAAAAAAABw/ALbiRJp5qCs/s1600-h/miramar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S0KPUb7ZqxI/AAAAAAAAABw/ALbiRJp5qCs/s400/miramar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423054482564557586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/S0KOUsokJlI/AAAAAAAAABo/cEk9XNexjNM/s1600-h/P1100417.JPG"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-1820389757343810053?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1852417207172944720.post-74584748322769354702009-12-20T15:52:00.000-08:002009-12-20T15:55:58.539-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/Sy65L9UItMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VOrRwslcZNk/s1600-h/aloe.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TBH6ljh0cNs/Sy65L9UItMI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VOrRwslcZNk/s400/aloe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417471016862004418" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1852417207172944720-7458474832276935470?l=ellentedemane.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Manenoreply@blogger.com