<?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-4114860</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:51:16.169+01:00</updated><category term='deterioro'/><category term='memoria'/><category term='futuro'/><category term='dignidad'/><title type='text'>de niu parroquial</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-8328841785159870955</id><published>2010-12-04T22:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:57:08.388+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dignidad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoria'/><title type='text'>tiempo</title><summary type='text'>   Él está esperando mientras habla de cosas sin sentido; su guión somos nosotros. (Bowie, “Time” 1972)  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/feeds/8328841785159870955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4114860&amp;postID=8328841785159870955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/8328841785159870955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/8328841785159870955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2010/12/tiempo.html' title='tiempo'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/TPquVi_v4LI/AAAAAAAAJ0I/T6NTXqxRltI/s72-c/TIME-Assange_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-1890477348288189504</id><published>2010-11-12T23:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T23:27:22.128+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoria'/><title type='text'>los bares tristes</title><summary type='text'>
Elementos básicos  
la comida
Pinchos de chorizo, los pinchos tristes, los bares tristes, los pinchos de huevo y mayonesa, las bodeguillas de Bilbao; los bocadillos de “anchoillas”. Las “latillas”. 
Los libros y el vino, un lector que bebe.  
la cresta de la ola 
Tener la llave de la máquina de petacos.  
la metafísica
Alguna vez me he sentido próximo a una revelación,  pequeña, y he intentado </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/1890477348288189504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/1890477348288189504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2010/11/los-bares-tristes.html' title='los bares tristes'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-3167711752657070667</id><published>2010-11-07T20:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:45:10.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>¿qué me dijo T?</title><summary type='text'>  T. me dijo y yo no lo recuerdo, ya no sé si busco videos porque no recuerdo lo que me dijo o si no recuerdo lo que me dijo porque intento que los videos me hablen. ¿cómo no acordarnos del resplandor sobre el cielo de Bilbao? acabo de dejarle un mensaje a S. aunque quizás aún si le hablo no termine de recordar los cielos rojos. ¡Gran ganga! “vivo en continua temporada de rebajas”. Tengo que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/3167711752657070667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/3167711752657070667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2010/11/que-me-dijo-t.html' title='¿qué me dijo T?'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/TNcBxT_St4I/AAAAAAAAJlM/qlUpQU0dHQg/s72-c/video79a0974024d1%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-1229199625899282563</id><published>2010-10-07T21:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:23:25.035+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoria'/><title type='text'>Il y a des marins qui dorment comme des oriflammes</title><summary type='text'> “(…) et qui boivent et reboivent et qui reboivent encore (…)” (Jacques Brel, 1964) T tras una mesa, o subido a una mesa, o bajándose de la mesa, o pidiendo una mesa, o diciéndome que encontraríamos una mesa, luego cantaba, y luego se reía, y ellos meaban como nosotros lloramos hablando de amantes infieles. Pero T me decía: Andrea de Cesaris, si yo me llamara Andrea de Cesaris, y repetía todos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/1229199625899282563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/1229199625899282563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2010/10/il-y-des-marins-qui-dorment-comme-des.html' title='Il y a des marins qui dorment comme des oriflammes'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/TK5IXC_WJPI/AAAAAAAAJhg/G1cnRZvCvwo/s72-c/videofaa17f7450e7%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-3584507516249168488</id><published>2010-10-01T21:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T21:42:06.397+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dignidad'/><title type='text'>porque la noche pertenece a los amantes</title><summary type='text'> no pueden tocarte ahora, no pueden tocarte ahora,porque la noche pertenece a los amantes ...  ("Because the Night" Bruce Springsteen y Patti Smith 1978, album Easter)  Me emociona la absoluta dignidad de la presencia del amante que vindica la posesión completa del tiempo y la creación del espacio propio (“no pueden tocarte ahora”). Y no pueden porque la noche les pertenece.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/3584507516249168488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/3584507516249168488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2010/10/porque-la-noche-pertenece-los-amantes.html' title='porque la noche pertenece a los amantes'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/TKY1pGcVO0I/AAAAAAAAJhQ/3MRdmI90DBo/s72-c/videofe2edf3b1175%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-5735697887334114893</id><published>2008-05-26T22:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T21:44:06.853+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deterioro'/><title type='text'>"nunca, pero nunca, a nadie se le abrió jamás el paracaídas"</title><summary type='text'>  Lo dijo un viejo paracaidista relatando vivencias de su mili en un corrillo al que no asistí; le gusta recordarnos la frase a un compañero frecuente pescador de mosca. Imagino las moscas cayendo libremente hacia un reflejo plano, teselado todo de bocas de trucha, sin que nunca jamás se abran las alas que paren la caída. Y ya desde el agua, en el instante previo a la trucha, entiendo con </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/feeds/5735697887334114893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4114860&amp;postID=5735697887334114893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/5735697887334114893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/5735697887334114893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2008/05/pero-nunca-nadie-se-le-abri-jams-el.html' title='&amp;quot;nunca, pero nunca, a nadie se le abrió jamás el paracaídas&amp;quot;'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2148/2092956291_81e3f5b557_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-5748396552673633557</id><published>2008-05-12T10:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T10:47:46.921+02:00</updated><title type='text'>- Queríamos lo mejor. (...) Pero salió como de costumbre.</title><summary type='text'>     Martin Amis (Oxford, 1949), La casa de los encuentros (House of Meetings; traducción Jesús Zulaika), Anagrama, febrero 2008, página 148.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/feeds/5748396552673633557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4114860&amp;postID=5748396552673633557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/5748396552673633557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/5748396552673633557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2008/05/queramos-lo-mejor-pero-sali-como-de.html' title='- Queríamos lo mejor. (...) Pero salió como de costumbre.'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2486097976_c980971f75_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-4311466362483375113</id><published>2008-03-02T21:31:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:45:49.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tres flores marchitas de bouganvilla glabra</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }      tres flores marchitas de bouganvilla glabra, Barcelona marzo 2008, originalmente cargada por parroquial.      buganvilia o buganvilla. (De Louis Antoine, conde de Bougainville, 1729-1811, navegante francés que la trajo a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/feeds/4311466362483375113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4114860&amp;postID=4311466362483375113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/4311466362483375113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/4311466362483375113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2008/03/tres-flores-marchitas-de-bouganvilla.html' title='tres flores marchitas de bouganvilla glabra'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3294/2305635498_b8dd82b517_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-6686709476501532839</id><published>2008-01-22T21:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:47:27.028+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamaica Show</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }      feria de san antonio, barcelona, originalmente cargada por parroquial.  "Jamaica Show atracción de novedad en esta feria" feria de San Antonio (santo patrono de los amputados)    feria. (Del lat. ferĭa).    5. f. Conjunto </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/feeds/6686709476501532839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4114860&amp;postID=6686709476501532839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/6686709476501532839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4114860/posts/default/6686709476501532839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://parroquial.blogspot.com/2008/01/jamaica-show.html' title='Jamaica Show'/><author><name>de niu parroquial</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8TdV3cddP0E/S8ibDz1Lg8I/AAAAAAAAGtI/1WkQNxl4n6g/S220/pez.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2160/2209325835_4ccef10920_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4114860.post-4909316172699424020</id><published>2008-01-04T17:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:51:00.317+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tendederos (Deusto)</title><summary type='text'>.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }		tendederos (Deusto), originalmente cargada por parroquial.					tendedero.2. m. Dispositivo de alambres, cuerdas, etc., donde se tiende la ropa.colada5. f. Ropa lavada.tendido7. m. 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