tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42652830550216794142024-03-13T21:05:53.098-07:00That could be a keyframeAndre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-8231628509854067132008-08-23T07:01:00.001-07:002008-08-23T10:23:06.676-07:00Ruas coloridas na noite<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1gvNkUcLm0/SLAYMNS20YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bnFl5jSFOsc/s1600-h/image-upload-20-779277.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C1gvNkUcLm0/SLAYMNS20YI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bnFl5jSFOsc/s320/image-upload-20-779277.jpg"/></a><br /><span/><br /></div>Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-41322462891291302342008-03-04T12:27:00.000-08:002008-03-04T13:04:49.365-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/R82xEWPVuKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/I8p61IBYzyk/s1600-h/roqui.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/R82xEWPVuKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/I8p61IBYzyk/s400/roqui.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173986235166079138" /></a><br /><br />Ta durango? Nao se solta mais nas festinhas?<br /> Aulas de rock dance, vagabundo, todas as quintas, ai na quadra mesmo. Eu ja fiz minha inscricao.<br /> <br />kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkAndre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-65708944724300459172008-02-06T05:36:00.000-08:002008-02-06T06:41:27.972-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/R6m35ajc7aI/AAAAAAAAADs/WkYcnDb9PBY/s1600-h/saudade.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/R6m35ajc7aI/AAAAAAAAADs/WkYcnDb9PBY/s400/saudade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163860644765429154" /></a><br /><br />Saudade deste momento, deste dia, dessa menina que tem sorriso de crianca arteira... Enfim, a tal da dolorida saudade, palavra que so existe na nossa lingua portuguesa.Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-6627266037456857102007-10-27T14:13:00.000-07:002007-10-27T15:16:33.010-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RyOp-4gKL0I/AAAAAAAAADk/3zUm5UGV9sc/s1600-h/stones.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RyOp-4gKL0I/AAAAAAAAADk/3zUm5UGV9sc/s400/stones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126127698662010690" /></a><br /><br />Dias cinzas. Noticias tristes do alem-mar . E esse bando interminavel de agua me separando de quem eu mais precisaria estar perto agora.Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-16442882235688984022007-10-27T14:09:00.000-07:002007-10-27T14:12:46.606-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RyOprYgKLzI/AAAAAAAAADc/dzRzPYvCa_s/s1600-h/brighton+cost.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RyOprYgKLzI/AAAAAAAAADc/dzRzPYvCa_s/s400/brighton+cost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126127363654561586" /></a><br /><br />Brighton costAndre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-59845352898048594522007-10-21T07:51:00.000-07:002007-10-22T01:15:27.947-07:00momentinho design<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RxtnvS_KiuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QhK89bjEgBQ/s1600-h/newworld.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RxtnvS_KiuI/AAAAAAAAADQ/QhK89bjEgBQ/s400/newworld.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123803063312354018" /></a><br /><br />E continua minha obsessao por cartazes e posters bacanas.<br />Essa tirei la pertinho da Brick Lane, regiao de Shoreditch, onde Jack o Estripador costumava tocar o terror.<br />Falando em design, se alguem souber de dicas bem faceis para modificar o visual do blog ficaria muito agradecido. Serve tutorial, link e ate oracao resumida pra Santa Querupita.Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-23926606023096378772007-10-15T06:18:00.000-07:002007-10-15T09:17:06.115-07:00Next round is mine<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RxNqHC_KitI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wzqgc-fEA8w/s1600-h/meandjames.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RxNqHC_KitI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wzqgc-fEA8w/s400/meandjames.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121553870543817426" /></a><br />Eu e James, the English bro, com a aprovacao do semaforo verde logo atras, sinalizando que podiamos seguir para a proxima rodada de breja.<br /><br />(Foto de buteco eh sempre legal !!)Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-44534642241900385912007-10-07T10:44:00.000-07:002007-10-07T11:08:23.211-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RwkenS_KifI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kYjeYPUimyw/s1600-h/italy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RwkenS_KifI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kYjeYPUimyw/s400/italy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118656111943780850" /></a><br />Turim, Italia. Cenario perfeito para reencontrar grandes amigos que por algum descuido besta passei muito tempo sem ver.<br />Teve comida boa, sessao de narguile, passeio pela margem do rio e conversa jogada fora pra relaxar a cachola.<br />Na foto de baixo; Cleber e Junia, os anfitrioes decidindo qual vinho pedir num confortavel bar localizado em uma tipica praca italiana .Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-80676116274173310872007-08-07T02:17:00.000-07:002007-08-07T02:19:44.541-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/Rrg5C7khXII/AAAAAAAAAAs/kibRxf9OykY/s1600-h/social.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/Rrg5C7khXII/AAAAAAAAAAs/kibRxf9OykY/s400/social.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095885700883111042" /></a><br />Fazendo um social no trabalho: "Vai um suco ai, Blue?"Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-8314105205123495552007-08-01T07:13:00.000-07:002007-08-01T07:18:33.386-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RrCWDbkhXHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iJKwaLWTEAs/s1600-h/churras.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RrCWDbkhXHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iJKwaLWTEAs/s400/churras.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093736164240743538" /></a><br />Ferias julho 2007. Churrasco de aniversario do Beto.<br />Da esquerda pra direita; eu, Maria Pinga (me abencoando com o chifre heavy metal) e Naza.Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-24311793161042624822007-07-27T09:35:00.000-07:002007-07-27T09:40:00.949-07:00Nathan Fake @ Cargo July 2007<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/Rqofz7khXFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/USys4eureGo/s1600-h/cargo_nathan.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/Rqofz7khXFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/USys4eureGo/s400/cargo_nathan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091917305720429650" /></a><br />Quinta feira teve Nathan Fake tocando aqui na Cargo, um lugar bem foda perto da Old Street. Sofazoes, luz ambiente, sem muvuca e com breja gelada (Deus é pai!!)<br />A parafernalia que ele usa durante o live é bem classe, cheia de cabos aparentemente mal plugados . Mal usa o computador.<br />O sujeito tem pinta daqueles ingleses que tomam uns remedios pesados pra acordar e amansa-leao no hospital pra conseguir dormir. Lembra bastante o retardado do Syd Barret.<br />Nao tinha como nao ser genial.Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4265283055021679414.post-89929356144609422952007-07-27T08:49:00.001-07:002007-07-27T08:52:55.071-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RqoUpLkhXEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-P6orYq1uq4/s1600-h/sussu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091905026408930370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GpU0zPPNCpI/RqoUpLkhXEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-P6orYq1uq4/s400/sussu.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">De volta a Gotham City. Fim de férias tropicais.</span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Um mes,tempo suficiente pra matar saudades de todos, visitar alguns bebes, filhos de amigos, nascidos durante o primeiro ano que passei aqui e colocar a conversa em dia no boteco capenga da esquina.30 dias quase ininterruptos de bebedeira deslavada, churrascos com reprise no dia seguinte e noites mal dormidas.Hora de voltar ao trabalho, estudos e uma vida levemente mais regrada, nao esquecendo de pagar as taxas para aquele maracuja de gaveta chamado Rainha.</span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">O trabalho agora esta mais produtivo apos me suicidar no Orkut.(ok...ok...mas confesso que estou a ponto de criar minha conta no MySpace) e descobrir que cafe bem amargo e sem nenhum pingo de acucar é a melhor coisa do mundo.</span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Londres continua foda de bom, mas como nem tudo sao flores aqui nao tem picanha do Rancho do Cupim e nem bolo de cenoura caseiro.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Enquanto isso vou tentando me virar com o mufin de chocolate da Starbucks Caffe.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>Andre Lucatohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11924626603615717552noreply@blogger.com5