tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9954291663788996182011-04-21T15:12:19.523-07:00cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-48072522712989450142008-05-28T23:40:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:19.967-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/SD5QkeC4nbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Z3ogPYzYd08/s1600-h/pock6.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/SD5QkeC4nbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/Z3ogPYzYd08/s320/pock6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205686806757547442" /></a><br />En pleno auge de la plata dulce y las importaciones llegaban a nuestras manos estos "jueguitos" llamados Pocketeers. Podías pasarte horas tratando de embocar las bolitas de acero para sumar la mayor cantidad de puntos. Había de muchas temáticas y los más sofisticados tenían minicatapultas con resortes para pegarle al blanco con más fuerza.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-4807252271298945014?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-51677885538637755082008-04-14T22:35:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:20.093-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/SAQ-19ctFkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZQH8a966QYg/s1600-h/arquero.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/SAQ-19ctFkI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZQH8a966QYg/s200/arquero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189341767386601026" /></a><br />Dios los cría y el éxito los junta. Las parejas de lindos solían durar menos que un tiro libre.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-5167788553863775508?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-13296456671557823392008-02-28T12:18:00.000-08:002008-12-08T16:27:20.277-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/R8cdrk0PKYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_F3I5Vu7Ek4/s1600-h/manon.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/R8cdrk0PKYI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_F3I5Vu7Ek4/s200/manon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172135331512658306" /></a> Sonaba el timbre y hacías lo imposible para llegar primero a la cola del kiosco. Eran irresistibles y el paquete entraba justito en el bolsillo del guardapolvo. Panza llena y corazón contento.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-1329645667155782339?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-41110818309774426272007-09-09T22:24:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:20.397-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RuTV7lGb6PI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HUJ-ITGCNGE/s1600-h/topolin01.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RuTV7lGb6PI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HUJ-ITGCNGE/s320/topolin01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108443096893090034" /></a> el cumple venía bárbaro con sanguchitos, coca en botella de litro, palitos, chizitos, la piñata... y a hora de partir venía la mamá de tu amigo con una bolsa de residuos negra (para no ver el contenido) y sacaba un TOPOLIN (noooooo!!!!) que traía con un chupentín verde y chato, derretido con un nylon pegado al mejor estilo de los pirulines de la playa. eran tan desabridos que terminaban gustándote.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-4111081830977442627?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-76066368160390196992007-07-31T13:51:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:20.508-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Rq-hnutz1kI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6p503cSGJBQ/s1600-h/bailes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Rq-hnutz1kI/AAAAAAAAAPU/6p503cSGJBQ/s400/bailes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093467407506462274" /></a> Bailar es un don y algunas películas ochentosas marcaron a varias generaciones gracias al pasito del actor de turno. El joven Patrick Swayce le sacaba viruta al piso en Dirty Dancing (1987), Kevin Bacon se revelaba en Footloose (1984) y un negro Michael Jackson daba miedo en Thriller (1983). Tres coreos obligadas en Camino al Oscar de Feliz Domingo y ahora no me vengan con Bailando por Sueno...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-7606636816039019699?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-44767337730447211192007-07-22T19:39:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:20.630-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RqQWTutz1bI/AAAAAAAAAOM/T9G9NGTlB2c/s1600-h/halley.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RqQWTutz1bI/AAAAAAAAAOM/T9G9NGTlB2c/s320/halley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090218007049000370" /></a><br />no es avión... es el cometa <a href="http://www.linguaggioglobale.com/espana/universo/txt_espa/49.htm">Halley</a> que en el 86 pasó bien cerca nuestro, y así lo vimos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-4476733773044721119?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-3191948897863126952007-07-11T21:02:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:20.899-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RpWqxwo4QuI/AAAAAAAAANM/7oe6-CBDFVg/s1600-h/DUOS.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RpWqxwo4QuI/AAAAAAAAANM/7oe6-CBDFVg/s400/DUOS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086159126031516386" /></a>Persiguiendo cacos en <strong>moto</strong>, gastando rutas en <strong>camión</strong> o esquivando fardos en un <strong>Dodge</strong>, las amistades sobre ruedas hicieron furor: Chips, BJ y Los Dukes de Hazzard son dignos testigos de que <strong> el compañero de emociones</strong> no era sólo un paquete de cigarrillos!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-319194889786312695?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-62358150875660617252007-07-05T22:54:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:21.103-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Ro3ZaQfIGMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/riZ35P2zH8U/s1600-h/la+play.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Ro3ZaQfIGMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/riZ35P2zH8U/s320/la+play.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083958599496505538" /></a><br />ma´ que Playstation!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-6235815087566061725?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-90594138920938502282007-07-05T22:19:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:21.323-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Ro3XdwfIGLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/y2fmIods3jk/s1600-h/lasprimas.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Ro3XdwfIGLI/AAAAAAAAAMs/y2fmIods3jk/s320/lasprimas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083956460602792114" /></a><br />y como se ve en el la tapa del casset, Las Primas también patinaban... sobre hielo, claro! (muy de moda en aquella época y con una innovadora pista en el Shopping Sur de Avellaneda). Todo vuelve...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-9059413892093850228?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-54589640480606183222007-07-04T21:32:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:21.555-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Rox1UQfIGII/AAAAAAAAAMU/6Kkx4nxLVO4/s1600-h/bazookapubli.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/Rox1UQfIGII/AAAAAAAAAMU/6Kkx4nxLVO4/s320/bazookapubli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083567070277802114" /></a> ¿ Y por qué habrá tantos avioncitos en el aviso?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-5458964048060618322?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-40333293761505097622007-07-01T23:29:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:21.691-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RoibowfIGFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VWlr8Wm05hc/s1600-h/pimpinela.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RoibowfIGFI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VWlr8Wm05hc/s320/pimpinela.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082483304000133202" /></a> Dos clásicos: El humor del manosanta de Olmedo y la música de los Pimpinela, ¿Qué te pusiste Joaquín?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-4033329376150509762?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-42188649803452357352007-06-28T21:39:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:21.836-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RoSOOgfIGEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Zsvi0MUM95I/s1600-h/tolengo.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RoSOOgfIGEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Zsvi0MUM95I/s320/tolengo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081342659470563394" /></a><br />¿Sabías que cuando tenía 9 años bailé con Johny Tolengo en canal 13? y que alegría, que alegría, olé, olé, olá, vamos flaco todavía que estás para matar...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-4218864980345235735?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-995429166378899618.post-72117219131846526892007-06-27T21:24:00.000-07:002008-12-08T16:27:21.848-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RoM92QfIGCI/AAAAAAAAALk/3f07O1p0RvI/s1600-h/bici1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YEVeI6vpdn4/RoM92QfIGCI/AAAAAAAAALk/3f07O1p0RvI/s200/bici1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080972806951802914" /></a><br />vamos a dar una vuelta en mi bici aurorita?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/995429166378899618-7211721913184652689?l=soyochentoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>cristian calvanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03110379829924562826noreply@blogger.com1