tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90806424925950785682011-04-26T17:31:36.231-03:00en el Rasuradortomás augustonoreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-69591356091856285532009-02-09T15:37:00.001-02:002009-02-09T15:39:56.864-02:00Mañana en el Rasurador se muda a Don Valentín Bistró en Tunuyán Mendoza, para junto a otros tantos, brindarles una noche para chuaprse los dedos. El jueves 12 del corriente lo siguiente: <br /><br />22:00hs Cena Show: Vinos Gastronomía y en vivo la talentosa actríz Jessica Torrijos (Chile).<br /><br />Desde las 00:00hs Matías Camisani nos ofrece una imperdible Dj Music Session.<br /><br />Además muestra de fotopoesía <strong>Mañana en el Rasurador </strong>de Tomas Augusto y (el) Vincha junto a nuestras ganas de tenerlos ahí.<br /><br />Así sin rodeos. Estarán tambien Vinilo Stress y Proyecto Ebullición .<br /><br />Todo al aire libre en el parque de Don Valentin.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-6959135609185628553?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-61614984503019408522009-01-08T23:32:00.000-02:002009-01-08T23:36:56.807-02:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-6161498450301940852?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-68057484518518110222009-01-04T04:48:00.002-02:002009-01-04T04:52:05.228-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SWBcizCcYCI/AAAAAAAAANI/8XExdCqeqJs/s1600-h/cruz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SWBcizCcYCI/AAAAAAAAANI/8XExdCqeqJs/s400/cruz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287327715418726434" /></a><br /><br /><br />La cruz se inmola <br />en donde ya nadie puede tocarla <br /><br />ese espacio celeste <br />lleva a cabo todas las tareas <br />que nosotros no podemos cumplir<br /><br />mientras tanto nos movemos <br /><br />subir y bajar <br />para construir <br />lo que luego será <br />lo que destruiremos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-6805748451851811022?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-78944028393957255182008-12-17T14:12:00.002-02:002008-12-17T14:21:23.086-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SUkmYi0uNsI/AAAAAAAAANA/F7RnL4sfctM/s1600-h/luz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SUkmYi0uNsI/AAAAAAAAANA/F7RnL4sfctM/s400/luz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280794241175271106" /></a><br /><br /><br />después de bajar del tren fantasma <br />asustados <br />nos abrazamos <br />como el día en que lo ví volver<br />como el día en que la ilusión <br />llegó a mis pies <br /><br />primo, me dijo,<br />feliz día de la primavera <br />todo lo que diga<br />está de más<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-7894402839395725518?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-68419523428040575202008-12-05T15:55:00.002-02:002008-12-05T15:59:44.042-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/STlrn45BzCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/RfQ92IY6jgo/s1600-h/abuela.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/STlrn45BzCI/AAAAAAAAAM4/RfQ92IY6jgo/s400/abuela.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276366771471895586" /></a><br /><br />de aquello que todos queremos recuperar <br />ya no queda nada <br />Parte está en el mar <br />y parte quedó en la mente de algunos <br /><br />aquello ya ha muerto <br />y no va a volver <br /><br />de esto hablamos <br />cuando estamos juntos <br />escuchando sus vinilos que dicen <br />en la tapa: verano en la playa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-6841952342804057520?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-23197535571435385202008-11-21T13:50:00.002-02:002008-11-21T14:15:54.187-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SSberkfH4II/AAAAAAAAAMo/BQBKS-m4nXM/s1600-h/in8+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SSberkfH4II/AAAAAAAAAMo/BQBKS-m4nXM/s400/in8+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271145253993701506" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-2319753557143538520?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-71585666432253887482008-11-17T14:39:00.002-02:002008-11-17T14:41:56.487-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SSGei8JMOJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wsDWCE1utdw/s1600-h/MA%C3%91ANA+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SSGei8JMOJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wsDWCE1utdw/s400/MA%C3%91ANA+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269667362097608850" /></a><br /><br /><br />por <a href="http://precarediciones.blogspot.com">Ediciones Precarias</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-7158566643225388748?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-74936373274874436192008-11-11T19:52:00.003-02:002008-11-11T19:58:36.203-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SRn_M3F8q6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bniJ_rnFcAI/s1600-h/campo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SRn_M3F8q6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/bniJ_rnFcAI/s400/campo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267521835598916514" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Antes lo usaron ellos <br />(lo inventaron<br />y lo usaron)<br /><br />después otros lo tomamos <br />(lo tomamos <br />lo rompimos<br />y lo arreglamos un poco)<br /><br />y ahora <br />cuando huele a tierra seca <br />y es la hora de los bifes<br />alguien tiene que hacerse cargo <br />de todo lo que hicimos mal <br />de todo lo que hicimos bien<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-7493637327487443619?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-16385801258843386082008-10-30T14:39:00.002-02:002008-10-30T14:59:02.056-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SQnnwoBOB-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/duug5V8y2Uo/s1600-h/cose.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SQnnwoBOB-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/duug5V8y2Uo/s400/cose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262992462121404386" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>I</strong><br /><br />Cuando pienso que ellos cosechan todo eso <br />creo que está más que claro <br />que ninguno de nosotros sembró tanto <br />que están cosechando sus propios frutos <br />y no los nuestros <br /><br />y esto debe tomarse <br />literalmente<br /><br /><br /><strong>II</strong><br /><br />desde aquél entonces es que somos muchos <br />siempre lo fuimos <br />en las navidades<br />en los casamientos <br />en las divisiones de bienes <br /><br />porque no quedaba otra<br />o porque no se podía solo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-1638580125884338608?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-71330080685145168952008-10-23T14:59:00.003-02:002008-10-23T15:06:26.687-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SQCuD47DscI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DXPF0a8QHbY/s1600-h/ventana+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SQCuD47DscI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DXPF0a8QHbY/s400/ventana+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260395746611671490" /></a><br /><br />Separemos los tantos. <br />Disgreguemos un poco la materia <br />-todos juntos- <br />amasemoslá <br /><br />después la vamos a volver a armar <br />pero por ahora <br />el primer paso <br /><br />desarmar <br />hasta lo imposible <br />hasta que no exista <br />lo corpóreo <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />y aprender de ello<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-7133008068514516895?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-23351902578051512492008-10-19T19:27:00.003-02:002008-10-19T19:29:11.451-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SPumYDO5VfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2H_r00a-tVc/s1600-h/auto.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SPumYDO5VfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2H_r00a-tVc/s400/auto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258979922000041458" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />es que cuando uno se da cuenta <br />muchas veces piensa que es tarde <br />y es verdad <br /><br />pero no importa, <br />porque para seguir para adelante <br />siempre hay tiempo <br />(y los fantasmas <br />-los del asiento de atrás-<br />le temen a eso)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-2335190257805151249?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-4938164814630678002008-08-01T21:10:00.000-03:002008-12-13T03:03:49.070-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOlqIw_yEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tAiB84Q92Z4/s1600-h/1.vincha+y+yo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOlqIw_yEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tAiB84Q92Z4/s400/1.vincha+y+yo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229705735633356866" /></a><br /><br /><br />ahí están <br />en partículas de plata <br />tu mate <br />y mi mate <br />como dos desconocidos <br />tocándose bocina <br />en tiempos modernos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-493816481463067800?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-38752040688230387992008-08-01T21:09:00.002-03:002008-12-13T03:03:49.270-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOley0crQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/GymaokYH2AI/s1600-h/2.desoto.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOley0crQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/GymaokYH2AI/s400/2.desoto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229705540763692290" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />le cuesta arrancar <br />a la mañana <br />y duerme todo el día<br /><br /><br />de todos modos, arranca <br />y labura <br />todos los días <br />con el sol y con la tierra <br />para él <br />sus hijos <br />y sus antepasados.<br />porque así debe ser<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-3875204068823038799?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-48698998582971582872008-08-01T21:07:00.002-03:002008-12-13T03:03:49.359-02:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOlWjUrBhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/61mB09r61CM/s1600-h/3.juampi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOlWjUrBhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/61mB09r61CM/s400/3.juampi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229705399164929554" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />el hombre de las mil máscaras <br />a vuelto a la ciudad <br />que lo descubrió.<br />planea su velada <br />y tras dejar de ser superhéroe <br />por un rato <br />come<br />de su lata de atún <br />enlatado<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-4869899858297158287?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-12271685900078037802008-08-01T21:06:00.001-03:002008-12-13T03:03:50.068-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOlICryiDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fAVAo27P0KE/s1600-h/4.no+pudo+dejar+de+ser.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOlICryiDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fAVAo27P0KE/s400/4.no+pudo+dejar+de+ser.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229705149885351986" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Roberto <br />orgullo de su panza y <br />de su burocracia peronista <br /><br />Raquel <br />después de su clase de yoga <br />y de regar las plantas <br /><br />y un recuerdo <br />que quedó, ahí, <br />cuando eran jóvenes, en tiempos mejores<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-1227168590007803780?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-53861534517744282192008-08-01T21:05:00.007-03:002008-12-13T03:03:50.127-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOk-fiRKtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hA-bltArhVg/s1600-h/5.rodolfo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOk-fiRKtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hA-bltArhVg/s400/5.rodolfo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229704985831353042" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />estos senderos <br />que ya se han pisado <br />vamos a seguir andando<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-5386153451774428219?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-64550372073256536782008-08-01T21:05:00.005-03:002008-12-13T03:03:50.405-02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOkzAo8NuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RC1olAKWPCA/s1600-h/6.el+verso+que+andaba+buscando.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOkzAo8NuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/RC1olAKWPCA/s400/6.el+verso+que+andaba+buscando.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229704788559279842" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />lo que pasa entre nosotros <br />no son más <br />que catorce años<br />mil doscientos puchos <br />y un par de historietas <br />baratas <br />que quedaron aplastadas <br />en la mesita de luz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-6455037207325653678?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080642492595078568.post-90443264652210956832008-08-01T20:43:00.003-03:002008-12-13T03:03:50.777-02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOkpDomKjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3cYuo-dpm9U/s1600-h/7.ba%C3%B1era.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hLQt87Y7V04/SJOkpDomKjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/3cYuo-dpm9U/s400/7.ba%C3%B1era.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229704617564449330" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />en trámites<br />de ir y venir <br />los pensamientos <br />míos y tuyos <br />a veces se toman un descanso <br />como dos científicos nucleares<br />en tiempos de paz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080642492595078568-9044326465221095683?l=manianaenelrasurador.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>tomás augustonoreply@blogger.com0