<?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-5187520</id><updated>2011-10-06T13:46:24.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>C de Kevlar</title><subtitle type='html'>El blog del Cordín de Kevlar</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-5166535594909067776</id><published>2011-01-18T22:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:29:54.554-03:00</updated><title type='text'>camino de llamas</title><summary type='text'>camino de llamasLeón Giecocaminito de llamasque el tiempo borróva hacia donde descansaderrotado un diosalegría del ríoque no juega másvieja danza del tiempose bebió el finalcampanita de paloque persigue al solde la luna oracióndueña del sueñopajarito sueltotumbita de este tiempoel mundo hoy peleasin vosyo aquí desesperovos elegís la floralgún día quizáscambie norte y surlas estrellas la tierray </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/5166535594909067776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/5166535594909067776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2011/01/camino-de-llamas.html' title='camino de llamas'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-2782927579687851105</id><published>2011-01-08T21:18:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:44:30.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'>restablecimiento de email</title><summary type='text'>por la presente solicito al señor alejandro pa., responsable tecnico en windows live del restablecimiento del acceso a mi cuenta de e-mail correspondiente a cdekevlar@hotmail.com, validar por este medio que efectivamente soy el indocumentado y desmemoriado titular de la cuenta antes mencionada.sin otro particular le saluda atentamente a la espera de una validacion satisfactoria, el cordin de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2782927579687851105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2782927579687851105'/><link 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corriendo.inmensidad de un amor que va encendidoeternidad que se hace canciónpara </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4015046141429102117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4015046141429102117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2010/10/chau-pinguino_27.html' title='chau pingüino...'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-8174591937447062937</id><published>2010-08-21T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T16:42:02.371-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ventilando</title><summary type='text'>Abriendo ventanas, ventilando un poco, limpiando el polvo acumulado.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8174591937447062937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8174591937447062937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2010/08/ventilando.html' title='Ventilando'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-5975309752523231753</id><published>2008-12-16T22:55:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:09:36.812-02:00</updated><title type='text'>almacita mía</title><summary type='text'>Momentos Sagrados - Darío Poletti - 2006               Almacita míaAlmacita mía que te has perdido no te puedo encontrar, ay no te puedo encontrar   he buscado en el cielo y tierra adentro, nadie me supo decir   qué habrá sido hoy de tí, que será también de mí.   Wachumando en los cerros yo confío llegaré a ese lugar   esperando ser árbol o piedra y que quieras regresar;   alguien dijo que habría</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/5975309752523231753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/5975309752523231753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/12/almacita-ma.html' title='almacita mía'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-1384671687376623218</id><published>2008-08-11T21:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:31:05.159-03:00</updated><title type='text'>le peuple migrateur</title><summary type='text'>le peuple migrateur      </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/1384671687376623218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/1384671687376623218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/08/le-peuple-migrateur.html' title='le peuple migrateur'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-2442287293351421888</id><published>2008-07-24T21:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:45:38.930-03:00</updated><title type='text'>artesanista</title><summary type='text'> una artesanaengendró un artista¿artesanista? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2442287293351421888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2442287293351421888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/07/artesanista.html' title='artesanista'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-344424877556999353</id><published>2008-07-07T19:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:51:16.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>zeitgeist</title><summary type='text'>zeitgeist   - ¿jugamos a que te meto una espátula en el cerebro y te revuelvo el guiso?        - bueno- ponete cómodo y dale play nomás       </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/344424877556999353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/344424877556999353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/07/zeitgeist.html' title='zeitgeist'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-6324717444709894183</id><published>2008-06-26T15:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T15:43:28.907-03:00</updated><title type='text'>youtube screening room</title><summary type='text'>    </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6324717444709894183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6324717444709894183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/06/youtube-screening-room.html' title='youtube screening room'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-8373321115487895560</id><published>2008-06-21T16:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:06:03.100-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el gran auge de la bosta</title><summary type='text'>El Gran Auge de la Bosta - Damon Knight - 1963                                                                                  Les Luthiers - Añoralgias </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8373321115487895560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8373321115487895560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/06/el-gran-auge-de-la-bosta.html' title='el gran auge de la bosta'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-2860757139059675501</id><published>2008-05-15T19:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T19:08:10.528-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el equilibrio del mundo</title><summary type='text'>el equilibrio del mundoZambayonni - El equilibrio del mundoPorque no puedo, porque no puedo ni hablarSoy un torero con menos huevos que un flanCuando preguntan por vos, cuando te nombra otra vozCuando te veo pasar, cuando te vuelvo a pensarCuando te sueño de frente y se siente a la muerte gritarVos sos la vida, yo soy la muerte de una golondrinaVos sos la ruta, yo soy una garita con dos putas sin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2860757139059675501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2860757139059675501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-equilibrio-del-mundo.html' title='el equilibrio del mundo'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-6301073541456445079</id><published>2008-05-01T21:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:24:30.115-03:00</updated><title type='text'>marrian</title><summary type='text'>marrian  como de la vega    El Bicho - Locura</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6301073541456445079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6301073541456445079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/05/marrian.html' title='marrian'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-4697831060459682165</id><published>2008-04-02T19:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:09:35.417-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tutiplenes y otros frutos del mar</title><summary type='text'>  rosana gutierrezconsideraciones acerca de tutiplenes y otros frutos del mar            Martin Barre - In the Shade of the Shadow           </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4697831060459682165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4697831060459682165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/04/tutiplenes-y-otros-frutos-del-mar.html' title='tutiplenes y otros frutos del mar'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-7006612142533903880</id><published>2008-03-12T21:11:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T11:13:20.151-02:00</updated><title type='text'>temas &amp; mountains</title><summary type='text'>  temas &amp; mountains    Grateful Dead - Fire on the Mountain             Gentle Giant - Mountain time.mp3                         Stina Nordestam - Ask The Mountains             Rim Banna - The top of the mountain    </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7006612142533903880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7006612142533903880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/03/temas-mountains.html' title='temas &amp; mountains'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-953248128872760161</id><published>2008-01-31T09:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T09:43:24.467-02:00</updated><title type='text'>decí</title><summary type='text'>  decí            Morcheeba - The Sea      Flocking to the sea Crowds of people wait for me Sea gulls scavenge Steal ice cream Worries vanish Within my dream  I left my soul there, Down by the sea I lost control here Living free  Fishing boats sail past the shore No singing may-day any more The sun is shining The Water's clear Just you and I walk along the pier  A cool breeze flows but mind the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/953248128872760161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/953248128872760161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2008/01/dec.html' title='decí'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-7099544439391879984</id><published>2007-12-12T23:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T11:33:43.851-02:00</updated><title type='text'>gaia</title><summary type='text'>Gaia        Loden - Gaia's Hearthache  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7099544439391879984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7099544439391879984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/12/gaia.html' title='gaia'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-248276364681532690</id><published>2007-11-22T17:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T17:39:41.538-03:00</updated><title type='text'>usen protector solar</title><summary type='text'>usen protector solar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/248276364681532690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/248276364681532690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/11/usa-protector-solar.html' title='usen protector solar'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-8723334271064846092</id><published>2007-11-02T14:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T14:06:47.064-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a cada hombre, a cada mujer</title><summary type='text'>A cada hombre, a cada mujer            Yo canto para alcanzarte       atravesando todo el azul       Yo canto para   mostrarte que sangro igual que vos       y está oscuro en esta cárcel       que soy   desde que tengo memoria       y está ciega mi mirada       sin tu luz.             Yo canto   para abrazarte       porque encenderte ya no me basta       yo canto para librarme       de las </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8723334271064846092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8723334271064846092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/11/cada-hombre-cada-mujer.html' title='a cada hombre, a cada mujer'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-6479975591713094104</id><published>2007-10-17T22:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T10:07:22.104-02:00</updated><title type='text'>la bobe carola</title><summary type='text'>downloads por si llueve o hace solla bobe carola            Cueca para la abuela CarolaAlejandro SantosCandombe de Parque Chacabuco - 1982BAJAR DISCOhabían tardes de churros, tortas fritas y mate cocido enel campo de la bobe carola. miraba con esa mirada algo sabia y penetrante que tenía y cantaba con su comadre sara montiel, la que espera y no desespera.            Sara MontielFumando esperoará </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6479975591713094104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6479975591713094104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/10/la-bobe-carola.html' title='la bobe carola'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-3667469922946883686</id><published>2007-08-27T23:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:57:40.927-03:00</updated><title type='text'>humahuaca trío</title><summary type='text'>   HUMAHUACA TRIO PAPACHO QUISPE 2005</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3667469922946883686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3667469922946883686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/08/humahuaca-trio-papacho-quispe-2005.html' title='humahuaca trío'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-7155205149776688669</id><published>2007-08-16T14:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:57:15.325-03:00</updated><title type='text'>solipsista</title><summary type='text'>SOLIPSISTA - Fredric Brown            Dew - At the end of time</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7155205149776688669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7155205149776688669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/08/solipsista-fredric-brown-dew-at-end-of.html' title='solipsista'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-4313556789747588452</id><published>2007-08-02T22:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T13:58:10.537-03:00</updated><title type='text'>haikus en el recuerdo</title><summary type='text'>Haikus en el recuerdo           el solipsista    absorto en su historia,    olvidó morir.                        Los Piojos - Muy despacito          cinco silabas    fecundadas por siete:    un haiku nació.                       Carter Burwell - A new worship                 soda con vino    es sodino. vinoda:    vino con soda.                        Javier Calamaro - Mujeres y vino</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4313556789747588452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4313556789747588452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/08/haikus-en-el-recuerdo-el-solipsista.html' title='haikus en el recuerdo'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-3422466293855790690</id><published>2007-07-20T10:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:05:04.944-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dr zucco</title><summary type='text'> dr zucco  I - Los Balnearios  II - El ArtistaIII - La ObraIV - Los DiosesV - El triunfo de BacoVI - LeviatanVII - SueñosVIII - RisasIX - EpifaníaX - Urbi et orbi"Yo que soy un artesano de lagunas y de río, sé distinguir del gentío a los que son mis hermanos. En invierno o en verano, con lluvia o con lindo día, allí donde alguien se ría, distinga el mío compañero, pues para mí lo primero es vivir</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3422466293855790690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3422466293855790690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/07/dr-zucco-i-los-balnearios-ii-el-artista.html' title='dr zucco'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-7350171828546865436</id><published>2007-07-04T00:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:15:15.582-03:00</updated><title type='text'>meme</title><summary type='text'>(¿qué hago?)Solamente consiguen un oasis aquellos que se bancan el desierto.Federico Manuel Peralta Ramos, Buenos Aires, 1989(ah!)"El BatidoLa controversia levantada alrededor del batido de la braza de pecho se ha concentrado particularmente en el orígen de su fuerza propulsiva. Hay dos teorías predominantes acerca del batido: la teoría del movimiento de la cuña y la teoría del movimiento del </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7350171828546865436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/7350171828546865436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/07/qu-hago-solamente-consiguen-un-oasis.html' title='meme'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-3373127280748506102</id><published>2007-06-24T23:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:16:05.759-03:00</updated><title type='text'>saraswati</title><summary type='text'>Saraswati                 Susheela Raman - Mamavatu      Saraswati         You who reside in the temple of Kamakoti         Rescue me                 Bearing lotus and veena         In your beautiful hands         You give truth   to speech         Your feet are worshipped by Emperors and Kings         Your eyes are   as wild as Rajiva flowers         And your beauty bewitches                 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3373127280748506102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3373127280748506102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/06/saraswati-susheela-raman-mamavatu.html' title='saraswati'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-6277923658469604192</id><published>2007-05-30T22:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:16:30.973-03:00</updated><title type='text'>dos cuentos</title><summary type='text'>dos cuentos   El país de la geometría  Cuentopos para el recreo   María E Walsh                 Angelito   Cuentopos para el recreo   María E Walsh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6277923658469604192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/6277923658469604192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/05/dos-cuentos-el-pa-de-la-geometr.html' title='dos cuentos'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-2968180383380622003</id><published>2007-04-29T21:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:16:57.639-03:00</updated><title type='text'>buenas tardes mucho gusto</title><summary type='text'>buenas tardes mucho gusto y  melodías con un no se qué    Arai Akino - God Afternoon                Arai Akino - Night Air                 Arai Akino - Colours of Fall </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2968180383380622003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2968180383380622003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/04/buenas-tardes-mucho-gusto-y-melod-con.html' title='buenas tardes mucho gusto'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-5013786898763119113</id><published>2007-03-25T22:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:17:47.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'>no tengas miedo</title><summary type='text'>claridad lastimandome los ojosarde mi cabeza sabes bien por queal partir, me quede mirandotey supe que el dia iba a estar muy bienno tengas miedo solo es un juegoy si te toca perder, no es tan graveno tengas miedosolo es un juego y si te toca ganar...multitud merodeando por las callesno se si estan vivos dentro de su pielveo caras que pasan sin mirarcorazones secos de tanto esperartu olor me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/5013786898763119113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/5013786898763119113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/03/claridad-lastimandome-los-ojos-arde-mi.html' title='no tengas miedo'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-2540495049609490631</id><published>2007-03-07T18:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:18:49.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><summary type='text'>                                    </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2540495049609490631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/2540495049609490631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/03/blue-man-group.html' title='blue'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-526031538293582882</id><published>2007-03-03T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:19:21.788-03:00</updated><title type='text'>mon migraine</title><summary type='text'>mon migraineCamille - Ta douleur - 2006Lève toi c'est décidé laisse moi te remplacer je vais prendre ta douleur Doucement sans faire de bruit comme on réveille la pluie je vais prendre ta douleur Elle lutte elle se débat mais ne résistera pas je vais bloquer l'ascenseur... saboter l'interrupteur Mais c'est qui cette incrustée cet orage avant l'été sale chipie de petite soeur ? Je vais tout lui </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/526031538293582882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/526031538293582882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/03/mon-migraine-camille-ta-douleur-2006.html' title='mon migraine'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-4758408484996096049</id><published>2007-03-01T12:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:23:45.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bachearte</title><summary type='text'>el deplorable regreso de bachearte¿quién controla el pavimentaje?panza - callate nena - pequeños fracasos v2.0 - 2006reclamos por veredas, baches &amp; dejavús - gobierno de la ciudad de buenos aires</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4758408484996096049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/4758408484996096049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-deplorable-regreso-de-bachearte-quin.html' title='bachearte'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-8118337006398468680</id><published>2007-02-21T20:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:19:51.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'>atrapasuegnos</title><summary type='text'>atrapasuegnosey, atrapate estenaspid franzapan - discurso déspota - 1997?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8118337006398468680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/8118337006398468680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/02/atrapasuegnos-ey-ojo-con-este-naspid.html' title='atrapasuegnos'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-3059097575500071523</id><published>2007-02-05T22:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:03:01.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sado</title><summary type='text'>chema madoz - sin titulopanza - sadoPara que no me olvides voy a coserte a mi cintura. Como hermanos siameses estamos unidos para siempre. Con una risa siento su aliento en mi pecho, que me entibia. Cada vez que me grita, salpica mi nuca con su saliva. Siempre, unidos para siempre unidos para siempre unidos para siempre unidos sin amor A dónde yo voy, él viene; siempre me sigue, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3059097575500071523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/3059097575500071523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/02/chema-madoz-sin-titulo-panza-sado-para.html' title='sado'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-1406189064383874532</id><published>2007-01-29T21:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:20:16.705-03:00</updated><title type='text'>falling</title><summary type='text'>Falling... (Me caigo) Fall of an angel... You can see the fall... You're felling high... (Yo estoy dentro de las sombras) When you kiss the earth Angel of your your mind I'm blowing Dentro de tus sueños más profundos Yo te oigo, me llamas Tus miedos profundos Me ves cayendo Me caigo (Falling) Vivo dentro de tu espíritu (Fall of an angel) Latiendo dentro de tu corazón You can see the fall ... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/1406189064383874532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/1406189064383874532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/01/falling.html' title='falling'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-116847452284128531</id><published>2007-01-10T21:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:20:54.054-03:00</updated><title type='text'>damn good</title><summary type='text'>de la vega, ddamn good - david lee rothTime rolls onn' that's as it should beHere and goneSeems to move so quicklyMan, we was happyIn our restless heartsIt was heaven right here on earthYeah, we were laughin'As we reached for the starsAnd we had someFor what it was worthThose were good timesDamn good timesThose were good timesDamn good timesHey, take a look at this picture,Can you believe that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116847452284128531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116847452284128531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2007/01/de-la-vega-ddamn-good-david-lee.html' title='damn good'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-116673539190583043</id><published>2006-12-21T18:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:21:16.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'>como icaro</title><summary type='text'>como icaro              VoceaVarekai - 2002Cirque du SoleilNa preva hotiz mehe zloChat dos it teh pez mai vi nhaMe ta hi nyioto poz natyeZveta davouk lavin lunaStouklo mebo kardi tzenahDa polit hem da hodin zmeZveta davouk lavin lunaKadmi prim navo smiettahzmNavo di preh Na preva halimhiero(repeat)Chat dos it thez jatNa preva halimhiero(repeat)Chat dos it thez jatNa preva hotiz mehe zloChat dos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116673539190583043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116673539190583043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/12/como-icarovoceavarekai-2002cirque-du.html' title='como icaro'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-116568249622762370</id><published>2006-12-09T13:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:22:09.634-03:00</updated><title type='text'>horror dulce horror</title><summary type='text'>horror dulce horror              sweet transvestitethe rocky horror show rosedal de palermo - lun dom desp. 22hs - may. 18      How d'you do, I see you've met my faithful handyman  He's just a little brought down because when you knocked  He thought you were the candyman.  Don't get strung out by the way that I look,  Don't judge a book by its cover  I'm not much of a man by the light of day,   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116568249622762370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116568249622762370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/12/horror-dulce-horrorsweet.html' title='horror dulce horror'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-116302949587098180</id><published>2006-11-08T20:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:24:19.169-03:00</updated><title type='text'>las ratas del cementerio</title><summary type='text'>Las ratas del cementerio - Henry Kuttnerplay para mieditof11 para maximizar el navegadorf11 para desmaximizar el navegador</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116302949587098180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116302949587098180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/11/las-ratas-del-cementerio-henry.html' title='las ratas del cementerio'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-116243066893712495</id><published>2006-11-01T22:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:24:44.914-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el nene no me come</title><summary type='text'> el nene no me come  La sopa del bebéPiojos y piojitos II - 2006archivado en: piaget &amp; disegno</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116243066893712495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116243066893712495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/11/el-nene-no-me-come-la-sopa-del.html' title='el nene no me come'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-116155334997242105</id><published>2006-10-22T18:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:25:21.501-03:00</updated><title type='text'>life is a long song</title><summary type='text'>De cuando vinieron los tíos a cenar y de paso se trajeron los instrumentos DVD Jethro TullLiving with the Past2002Life is a long song creditsIan Anderson, voice &amp; fluteJames Duncan, drumsBrian Thomas, violinJustine Tomlinson, violin Malcolm Henderson, violaJuliet Tomlinson, cello              Life is a long songWhen you're falling awake and you take stock of the new day,and you hear your voice </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116155334997242105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/116155334997242105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/10/de-cuando-vinieron-los-tos-cenar-y-de.html' title='life is a long song'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115915055976568131</id><published>2006-09-24T23:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:28:45.051-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cupulas de buenos aires</title><summary type='text'>Cúpulas de Buenos AiresTres torresMarga FabbriAcrílicos sobre passepartout23 x 12,5 cmJorge Schussheim - Las cosas que pasan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115732841054563046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115732841054563046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/09/tateticscdk-digital-2006digby-jones.html' title='ta te tics'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115706309820391125</id><published>2006-08-31T19:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:29:54.931-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el cielo trascartón</title><summary type='text'> el cielo trascartóncdk - digital - 2006Jethro Tull - Dun Ringill</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115706309820391125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115706309820391125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/08/el-cielo-trascartncdk-digital.html' title='el cielo trascartón'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115619640788717041</id><published>2006-08-21T18:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:31:16.049-03:00</updated><title type='text'>possession</title><summary type='text'>                    PossessionSarah McLachlanMirrorball live - 1999Listen as the wind blowsfrom across the great divideVoices trapped in yearningmemories trapped in timeThe night is my companionand solitude my guideWould I spend forever hereand not be satisfiedAnd I would be the oneto hold you downkiss you so hardI'll take your breath awayand after I'd wipe away the tearsJust close your eyes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115619640788717041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115619640788717041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/08/possessionsarah-mclachlanmirrorball.html' title='possession'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115464371431162924</id><published>2006-08-03T19:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:31:44.437-03:00</updated><title type='text'>testimonio de madonna</title><summary type='text'>exclusivo - testimonio de madonna              la hora chanante</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115464371431162924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115464371431162924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/08/exclusivo-testimonio-de-madonna-la.html' title='testimonio de madonna'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115370083615419368</id><published>2006-07-23T21:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:32:16.978-03:00</updated><title type='text'>me gustas cuando callas</title><summary type='text'>me gustas cuando callas-esto ya lo vi en alguna parte-fectivamente-te copiaste-lo dudo-¿quién canta?-adriana varela-ta bueno</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115370083615419368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115370083615419368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-gustas-cuando-callas-esto-ya-lo-vi.html' title='me gustas cuando callas'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115292968583017982</id><published>2006-07-14T23:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T17:32:41.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'>traducción simultánea</title><summary type='text'>traducción simultáneaLa edad del cieloJorge DrexlerNo somos másque una gota de luz,una estrella fugaz,una chispa tan sólo,en la edad del cielo.No somos lo que quisiéramos ser,sólo un breve latiren un silencio antiguocon la edad del cielo.Calma,todo está en calma,deja que el beso dure,deja que el tiempo cure,deja que el almatenga la misma edadque la edad del cielo.No somos másque un puñado de mar,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115292968583017982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115292968583017982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/07/traduccin-simultneala-edad-del-cielo.html' title='traducción simultánea'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115256776494935889</id><published>2006-07-10T18:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:13:37.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>estás frito, angelito</title><summary type='text'>estás frito, angelito</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115256776494935889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115256776494935889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/07/ests-frito-angelito.html' title='estás frito, angelito'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115249482323515784</id><published>2006-07-09T22:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:14:01.935-03:00</updated><title type='text'>por más que seas</title><summary type='text'>por más que seas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115249482323515784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115249482323515784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/07/por-ms-que-seas.html' title='por más que seas'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115154474133332945</id><published>2006-06-28T22:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:12:49.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sombras nada más</title><summary type='text'>sombras nada másMiguel Rep - 28 jun 2006 - Pagina 12- ¿y por casa cómo andamos?- ilusiones, aunque a veces nos oscurezcamosy para acompagnar, alguien escuchada en lo de la negra vernacciChacarera de la lataMariana BaggioBarcos y Mariposas - 2001</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115154474133332945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115154474133332945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/06/sombras-nada-msmiguel-rep-28-jun-2006.html' title='sombras nada más'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115110717789419151</id><published>2006-06-23T20:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:14:06.632-03:00</updated><title type='text'>música para bajar en ascensor II</title><summary type='text'>música para bajar en ascensor y dejarte el cerebro cocinado como un huevo poché porque te la vas a acordar cada vez que digas hijo de putala hora chanantehijo de puta másespaña</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115110717789419151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115110717789419151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/06/msica-para-bajar-en-ascensor-y-dejarte.html' title='música para bajar en ascensor II'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115067635185508519</id><published>2006-06-18T21:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:15:37.792-03:00</updated><title type='text'>música para bajar en ascensor</title><summary type='text'>música para bajar en ascensor- ¿y por qué "música para bajar en ascensor"- es la categoría en la que archivamos el tema, cuestiones a tener en cuenta antes de salir a la calle- la próxima vez que baje la escucho, ¿si? - bueno, pebeteCon "b" de boludoAngelito PuliceCosecha 2005angelitotango@yahoo.com.ar4941-0805 / 15-4086-6181</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115067635185508519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115067635185508519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/06/msica-para-bajar-en-ascensor-y-por-qu.html' title='música para bajar en ascensor'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-115003416855043585</id><published>2006-06-11T10:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:16:13.711-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tiempo de descuento</title><summary type='text'>futbol futbol futbol              Tiempo de descuentoDirección Flavio Nardini con Diego Capusotto, Rodrigo Cárdenas &amp; Claudio Rissi1997- los títulos al principio son del programa de cable que transmitió el corto- ah, bueno- dale play nomás</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115003416855043585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/115003416855043585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/06/futbol-futbol-futboltiempo-de.html' title='tiempo de descuento'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-114960774152232846</id><published>2006-06-06T12:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:16:46.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'>666</title><summary type='text'>a la bestia más queridaun saludo en su día.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114960774152232846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114960774152232846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/06/la-bestia-ms-queridaun-saludo-en-su-da.html' title='666'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-114947414218535442</id><published>2006-06-04T23:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:17:25.818-03:00</updated><title type='text'>por favor te lo pido</title><summary type='text'>por favor te lo pido, por favorcuidemos los espacios verdes que sonde todos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114947414218535442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114947414218535442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/06/por-favor-te-lo-pido-por-favorcuidemos.html' title='por favor te lo pido'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-114852624843618265</id><published>2006-05-25T00:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:18:26.475-03:00</updated><title type='text'>nononó a la depredación</title><summary type='text'>in syncnononó a la depredación de la reserva ecológica de buenos aires</summary><link rel='edit' 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teleférico, sobrino bisnieto del telescópico que hiciera historia, cuentan los mayores, allá por el 78 bajo la fusta de marina lezcano, cuando de repente se nos incrusta en la retina una secuencia de avisos como extraídos de proyecto cartele  30 de abril, 1 y 2 de mayo de 2006   su santidad el dalai lama en </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114652991990790355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114652991990790355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/05/visuales-coincidenciasnos-dirigamos-al.html' title='visuales coincidencias'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-114540796297862271</id><published>2006-04-18T21:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T19:19:23.462-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sonoras coincidencias</title><summary type='text'>sonoras coincidenciasSerge Gainsbourg - Evguenie Sokolovfart performer - 1980play para musicalizarLucas, sus pudoresJulio Cortázar - 1979 - mmm esto es largo... ¿tiempo de lectura estimado?- donuorry, se lee a los pedosEn los departamentos de ahora ya se sabe, el invitado va al baño y los otros siguen hablando de Biafra y de Michel Foucault, pero hay algo en el aire como si todo el mundo quisiera</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114540796297862271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114540796297862271'/><link 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alguna pizquita de algomás o un queseyó.unas notas sueltas a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114281547413919797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114281547413919797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/03/okif-as-es-el-calor-1993.html' title='o&apos;kif'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-114247615770746555</id><published>2006-03-15T23:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:38:25.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el descueve</title><summary type='text'>el descueve cumple 15 años y lo festeja conhermosuradanzascanciones alucinantesmomentos de seducción de esos que a tí te gustanhistorias de histeriqueos (historiqueos)minas buenísimas casi en pelotas corriendo, bailando y haciendo pogo por el escenarioy también chabones en calzoncillos de leopardo (sintético)ultimátum funciones hasta fin de marzo en el paseo la plaza y después sefiní ehTe extraño</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114247615770746555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114247615770746555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/03/el-descueve-cumple-15-aos-y-lo-festeja.html' title='el descueve'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-114147447450308644</id><published>2006-03-04T09:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:38:49.704-03:00</updated><title type='text'>va para el zoológico?</title><summary type='text'>  - ¿va para el zoológico?  - no, termino acá nomás en pacífico  - taquelotiró... otra vez llego tarde </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114147447450308644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114147447450308644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='va para el zoológico?'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-114066306603648053</id><published>2006-02-22T23:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:39:30.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'>napoleon dynamite</title><summary type='text'>              Napoleon DynamiteDance!2004</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114066306603648053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/114066306603648053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/02/napoleon-dynamitedance2004.html' title='napoleon dynamite'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113978277163246440</id><published>2006-02-12T19:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:40:26.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tina dico</title><summary type='text'>Tina Dico, artista invitada del c de kevlarTina Dico &amp; Zero 7Home 2004play para escucharLost in cheap deliriumsearching the neon lightsI move carefullysink in the city aquariumsing in the key of nightas they're watching meTake me somewhere we can be alonemake me somewhere I can call a home'cause lately I've been losing on my ownWrapped in silent elegancebeautifully broken downas illusions </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113978277163246440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113978277163246440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/02/tina-dico-artista-invitada-del-c-de.html' title='tina dico'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113918016097844474</id><published>2006-02-05T19:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:40:44.007-03:00</updated><title type='text'>catarata escher</title><summary type='text'>Catarata EscherAndrew Lipson 2000Lego incendiado en 2006 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113918016097844474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113918016097844474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/02/catarata-escherandrew-lipson-2000lego.html' title='catarata escher'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113805358983286517</id><published>2006-01-23T18:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:25:49.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>historia de sirenas              </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113805358983286517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113805358983286517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/01/historia-de-sirenas.html' title=''/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113676212674429587</id><published>2006-01-08T20:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:39:08.872-03:00</updated><title type='text'>40 sensacionales térmicas</title><summary type='text'>para hoy: 40 sensacionales térmicas con probabilidad de chaparrones aisladosSoy un hombre acomodado - Jorge Schussheim - 1970play para escucharTengo todo todo helado todo frío y congeladotengo una rosa de nieve y un gorrión plastificadouna luna de cemento y un cajón lleno de vientoTodo fresco todo helado todo frío y congeladosoy un hombre tan contento tengo aire acondicionadoEl verano queda </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113676212674429587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113676212674429587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2006/01/para-hoy-40-sensacionales-trmicas-con.html' title='40 sensacionales térmicas'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113598025109786405</id><published>2005-12-30T19:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:39:48.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bachearte</title><summary type='text'>bachearte: todo final es el comienzo de algo nuevo ó feliz 2006termina el 2005 y con el año, despedimos al bache de jufre &amp; gurruchaga.se va la fuente de inspiración de aquel oscuro concurso pseudoauspiciado por el gobierno de la ciudad de buenos aires, del que jamás se conociera ganador alguno. pero queda la satisfacción del deber cumplido y, a manera de festejo olímpico, le pasamos por encima </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113598025109786405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113598025109786405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/12/bachearte-todo-final-es-el-comienzo-de.html' title='bachearte'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113390945410548129</id><published>2005-12-06T19:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:40:10.594-03:00</updated><title type='text'>postaniversario</title><summary type='text'>postaniversariopasaron dos años, y habiendo reclutado algunas piezas más del rompecabezas de la vega, finiquité uno de los múltiples armados posibles.  RompecabezasJorge de la Vega 1969Acrílico sobre tela   aquella misma tarde me interrogué acerca del por qué del amuchamiento humano como unidad temática en la obra delaveguiana     - ¿qué?   - ¿por qué del amuchamiento humano como unidad temática </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113390945410548129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113390945410548129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/12/postaniversariopasaron-dos-aos-y.html' title='postaniversario'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113339170196198438</id><published>2005-11-30T20:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:41:07.842-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fantasías animadas de hoy y de siempre</title><summary type='text'>fantasías animadas de hoy y de siempre- ¡mueva mueva mueva máicol y el auto fantáticoooo! - ¿tení la letra de la canción nero?- sí acá nomá- ¿y?- ¿le diste play? - ahorasí. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113339170196198438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113339170196198438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/11/fantasas-animadas-de-hoy-y-de-siempre.html' title='fantasías animadas de hoy y de siempre'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113192382538349059</id><published>2005-11-13T20:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:41:26.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'>deportes en el recuerdo</title><summary type='text'>Deportes en el recuerdoOlimpíadas de Sydney 2000. Eric Moussambani compite por Guinea Ecuatorial en los 100 metros libres  natación gracias a un sistema de invitaciones para paises pobres. Nunca corrió esa distancia en su vida. Ni siquiera nadó en una pileta de 50 metros. En Guinea Ecuatorial no hay piletas de 50 metros. Algunos pensaron que se ahogaría en el camino, pero completó los 100 metros</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113192382538349059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113192382538349059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/11/deportes-en-el-recuerdoolimpadas-de.html' title='deportes en el recuerdo'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113141089819600574</id><published>2005-11-07T21:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:42:17.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'>piano duet</title><summary type='text'>- y ahora ¿questá sonando?- piano duet.mp3 by corpse bride &amp; victor- lindo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113141089819600574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113141089819600574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/11/y-ahora-quest-sonando-piano-duet.html' title='piano duet'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-113029861293152590</id><published>2005-10-26T00:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:42:34.869-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bachearte</title><summary type='text'>BacheArte - As time goes byAbril 2005Mayo 2005Junio 2005Julio 2005Agosto 2005- ejem...- ¿sí?- no, nadaOctubre 2005- como que la jodita esta se puso medio peligrosa- sé ¿qué hacemos?-  reclamemosReclamos por Veredas &amp; Baches - Gobierno de la Ciudad de Buenos Aireshttp://www.buenosaires.gov.ar/guiaba/index.php?inc=detalle&amp;menu=3&amp;id=484</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113029861293152590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/113029861293152590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/10/bachearte-as-time-goes-byabril.html' title='bachearte'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-112866047153308428</id><published>2005-10-07T01:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:42:56.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cordín porteño</title><summary type='text'>Cine Retrospectiva Pol-Ka "De Poliladron a Sin Código" durante todo octubre en el Losuar.Recital Nito Mestre y los Descosidos de Siempre presentan Confecciones de Invierno en 4 al Hilo el primer jueves del mes.Imán de heladera"Aquí no hay ni vencedores ni vencidos"Lo importanteSentarse derechitos frente a la computadora.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112866047153308428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112866047153308428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/10/cine-retrospectiva-pol-ka-lo.html' title='cordín porteño'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-112709158400351517</id><published>2005-09-18T21:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:43:12.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sindromingo</title><summary type='text'>SindromingoAs a confirmed melancholic, I can testify that the best and maybe only antidote for melancholia is action. However, like most melancholics, I suffer also from sloth.Edward Abbey (1927-1989) American anarchist, writer, environmentalist - ¿un wiscacho?- yeah- ¿yelo?- síc ¿questá sonando?- Simplesmente.mp3, Bebel Gilberto- se lo dedicamos a jukeblog ¿si?- mmm ok- chinchín- salut</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112709158400351517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112709158400351517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/09/sindromingoas-confirmed-melancholic-i.html' title='sindromingo'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-112467440315622729</id><published>2005-08-21T22:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:43:28.669-03:00</updated><title type='text'>chichisart</title><summary type='text'>ChichisArt en Flickr- qué buen experimeeeento- gran producto este flickr eh- sé. averlasfotos?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112467440315622729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112467440315622729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/08/chichisart-en-flickr-qu-buen.html' title='chichisart'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-112382184378593213</id><published>2005-08-12T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:43:53.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'>pop artpad</title><summary type='text'>Pop ArtPadbasta ya de superhéroes.- como que nos fuimos un poquitito al carajo o me parece?- paramí no.- paranada.- parada chofer- ¿parará papá?- parará, tachín.best served with balderrama by leo masliah ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112382184378593213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112382184378593213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/08/pop-artpadbasta-ya-de-superhroes.html' title='pop artpad'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-112333626477165685</id><published>2005-08-06T10:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:44:10.127-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el cuento de hadas más corto del mundo</title><summary type='text'>el cuento de hadas más corto del mundohabía una vez un príncipe que le propuso matrimonio a una doncella.la doncella dijo nó y el príncipe vivió feliz para siempre.extraido de (?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112333626477165685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112333626477165685'/><link 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href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/07/nelm.html' title='nelm aida'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-112112908467296314</id><published>2005-07-11T21:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:44:41.081-03:00</updated><title type='text'>haypus</title><summary type='text'>haypusquiebra el espejo poderoso disparograno apretado</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112112908467296314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112112908467296314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/07/haypusquiebra-el-espejo-poderoso.html' title='haypus'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-112018016071865518</id><published>2005-06-30T22:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:44:54.946-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fear</title><summary type='text'>- ¡ay! ¿se fueronse ya?- fear tengo- ehh... sé- callate vos. ¿qué tenés, flaco?- que tipo irracional tu amigo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112018016071865518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/112018016071865518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/06/ay-se-fueronse-ya-fear-tengo-ehh.html' title='fear'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111958377132807706</id><published>2005-06-24T00:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:45:10.827-03:00</updated><title type='text'>raticard</title><summary type='text'>...- ¿a quéscuela vas?- al normal 1 - una prima mía va al normal 1...- lali, a mí teñime de azabache por favor- yo prefiero el gris topo- es lo que se usa ahora...- venis a merendar a la casa de indira?- sí, seguro...- ¿qué te debo lali?- son 36 per cápita chicas- ¿raticard tenes?- claro ¡todas las tarjetas!...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111958377132807706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111958377132807706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='raticard'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111707353627234860</id><published>2005-05-25T23:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:45:35.409-03:00</updated><title type='text'>novedades?</title><summary type='text'>- disculpe la molestia caballero ¿alguna novedad del concurso bachearte?- desconozco- comentan questaría todo arreglado para que gane un amigo del dueño ¿sabe algo al respecto?- negativo- quhermoso tapadito ¿es de acá?- sí. de acá.- bueno, no lo quiero embromar más, muy gentil de su parte. que tenga un buen día- ¡berp!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111707353627234860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111707353627234860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/05/disculpe-la-molestia-caballero-alguna.html' title='novedades?'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111366579401343027</id><published>2005-04-16T12:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:45:48.825-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bachearte</title><summary type='text'>BacheArte - gacetilla de prensa El Gobierno de la Ciudad de Buenos Aires se complace en anunciar el lanzamiento del Concurso Fotográfico   "BacheArte: Arte en Baches, Buenos Aires ". El objeto del concurso es recopilar  espontáneas muestras del arte callejero generado por los cráteres  que ya son parte de la identidad de nuestros barrios.  Los trabajos recibidos tal vez sean publicados en una </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111366579401343027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111366579401343027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/04/bachearte-gacetilla-de-prensa-el.html' title='bachearte'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111361381163337984</id><published>2005-04-15T22:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:10:11.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quenolomate, porfi</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111361381163337984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111361381163337984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/04/quenolomate-porfi.html' title=''/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111343788523118958</id><published>2005-04-13T21:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:18:05.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aver muchacho...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111343788523118958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111343788523118958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/04/aver-muchacho.html' title=''/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111227511876565484</id><published>2005-03-31T10:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:46:05.191-03:00</updated><title type='text'>el corralero</title><summary type='text'>el corralero - poema telúrico conmigomismo-Tá muy malo el corraleroy allá en el potrerocomo viejo estáhay que ayudarloa que muerapara que no sufra mássiempre fuiste el más certeroy por eso debessu mal aliviar.Cómo pretenden que yoque lo crié de potrilloclave en su pecho un cuchilloporque el patrón lo ordenó.Déjenlo no más, pastarno rechacen mi consejoque, yo lo voy a enterrarcuando se muera de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111227511876565484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111227511876565484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/03/el-corralero-poema-telrico.html' title='el corralero'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111151593305836712</id><published>2005-03-22T15:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:46:25.452-03:00</updated><title type='text'>averlasfotos</title><summary type='text'>averlasfotos.blogspot.com - blog ficto - tengo problemas con el burro de arranque- y yo debo tunear mis llantas- castillo y j b justo. vayan con los especialistas- gracias- vaya con dios</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111151593305836712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111151593305836712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/03/averlasfotos.html' title='averlasfotos'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111089312671294628</id><published>2005-03-15T10:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:46:46.057-03:00</updated><title type='text'>averlatele</title><summary type='text'>Averlatele.blogspot.com - blog ficticio</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111089312671294628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111089312671294628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/03/averlatele.html' title='averlatele'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-111048401956769658</id><published>2005-03-10T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:47:05.229-03:00</updated><title type='text'>nelm shell</title><summary type='text'>"no es lo mismo your sister's shell" que "boicot a shell". (y a la carne, a la leche, las medialunas, los churros, los utiles y la shell de tu sister)- ¿?- dejalo, si no, no arranca más- tá bien.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111048401956769658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/111048401956769658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-es-lo-mismo-your-sisters-shell-que.html' title='nelm shell'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110805944703735445</id><published>2005-02-10T15:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T15:19:19.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Taluego</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110805944703735445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110805944703735445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/02/taluego.html' title='Taluego'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110683696197130225</id><published>2005-01-27T11:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:41:57.352-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ciruelo en el palais de glace</title><summary type='text'>Ciruelo en el Palais de GlaceMuestra de Ilustraciones y Petropictos 21 de enero al 20 de febrero de 2005Palais de Glace, Posadas 1725, Buenos Aires. Martes a domingo, de 14 a 20 hs. Localidades $ 3.- - ¿cordín, te lo firmó ciruelo posta?- posta.- qué capo ¿y está buena la muestra? ¿qué hay?- ilustraciones con sus útimos dragones, muestras del proceso de creación de una obra, una serie de amazonas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110683696197130225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110683696197130225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/01/ciruelo-en-el-palais-de-glace.html' title='ciruelo en el palais de glace'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110614779056264415</id><published>2005-01-19T13:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:48:09.661-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the real frank zappa book</title><summary type='text'>.zappabook{line-height:150%;text-align:left;padding:10px;width:480px;}.zappabook IMG{margin-right:20px;margin-bottom:20px;}.zappabook H3{font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; text-align:center;line-height:150%;font-size:18px;}.zappabook p{ font-size:10pt; font-family:verdana;text-indent: 2em; margin: 0em;margin-top:.5em;line-height:150%;}De lo que nos trajeron los reyes"I don't want to write a book, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110614779056264415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110614779056264415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2005/01/de-lo-que-nos-trajeron-los-reyes.html' title='the real frank zappa book'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110450324407818412</id><published>2004-12-31T11:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:48:28.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>deseos de felicidad</title><summary type='text'>a pesar de todo,deseos de felicidad, amigos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110450324407818412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110450324407818412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2004/12/pesar-de-todo-deseos-de-felicidad.html' title='deseos de felicidad'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110441967107489474</id><published>2004-12-30T13:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:24:32.828-03:00</updated><title type='text'>haiku nefasto</title><summary type='text'>puedo escribirlos haikus más nefastosesta noche, che</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110441967107489474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110441967107489474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2004/12/puedo-escribir-los-haikus-ms-nefastos.html' title='haiku nefasto'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110435248221390349</id><published>2004-12-29T17:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:25:29.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>reinaguracion</title><summary type='text'>en ocasión del cumpleaños de la Yaelay preestreno de texturasreinaguramos el blogy le deseamos felicidades.salút.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110435248221390349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110435248221390349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2004/12/en-ocasin-del-cumpleaos-de-la-yaela-y.html' title='reinaguracion'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110427087762801421</id><published>2004-12-28T18:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:25:49.115-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cierre</title><summary type='text'>tener un blog medio abandonado no tiene sentido, así que este es mi último post.renuncio así al cordín de kevlar, harto ya de la falta de rating.saludos cordiales y muy rico todo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110427087762801421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110427087762801421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2004/12/tener-un-blog-medio-abandonado-no.html' title='cierre'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110253305898377777</id><published>2004-12-08T16:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:26:17.534-03:00</updated><title type='text'>último disco de freno</title><summary type='text'>Del último Disco de FrenoUna frenada a tiempo evita una tragedia.No sea abombao. Controle sus frenos antes de salir a la ruta.  - ¿una banda nueva, freno?- no sé. parece que al chabón de arriba ahora le pegó por la educación vial.- ¿cuánto hace que no revisás tus frenos?- casualmente ayer compré ojotas. de goma, para usar entre el dedo gordo y el índice del pie. esta temporada van a estar a full </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110253305898377777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110253305898377777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2004/12/del-ltimo-disco-de-frenouna-frenada.html' title='último disco de freno'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110210942577286703</id><published>2004-12-03T18:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:26:37.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>seisdedos</title><summary type='text'>De la inquietante historia del comisario Seisdedos"La necesidad política de mostrar cambios en la Bonaerense lo convirtió en una suerte de héroe antisecuestros. Pero su operación más exitosa, el rescate de Patricia Nine, está rodeada de sospechas que nadie quiere ventilar: torturas y muertes dudosas. Su trayectoria lo vincula a la maldita Policía. La cara oculta del comisario que con semejante </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110210942577286703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110210942577286703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2004/12/de-la-inquietante-historia-del.html' title='seisdedos'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5187520.post-110114820245402577</id><published>2004-11-22T15:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:27:07.112-03:00</updated><title type='text'>laculpaesmia?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110114820245402577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5187520/posts/default/110114820245402577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cdekevlar.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title='laculpaesmia?'/><author><name>Cordin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10278588126400451445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://s115622334.onlinehome.us/cd/bl/fotos/ideafix113.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
