tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243197102012-02-28T01:56:13.074ZPerdi a minha descrição na blogosfera... Se alguém a encontrar por favor diga.Luigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.comBlogger879125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-14332442860796748642012-02-22T10:22:00.000Z2012-02-22T10:22:25.684Z2012-02-22T10:22:25.684ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_gOxpbjmewB8QLEaYu2bIcZYxuk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_gOxpbjmewB8QLEaYu2bIcZYxuk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_gOxpbjmewB8QLEaYu2bIcZYxuk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_gOxpbjmewB8QLEaYu2bIcZYxuk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> As maravilhas que se podem fazer com uma gopro... O resultado é este. Pontos a focar, o cadeado gigantesco utilizado na bicicleta e as ciclovias, o piso é algum que Portugal deveria seguir como exemplo. <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/Dh1ZzOfAOP0" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/02/amesterdao-ao-som-da-banda-sonora-de.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-58041627557343409782012-02-14T23:30:00.000Z2012-02-14T23:30:00.338Z2012-02-14T23:30:00.338ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ML3eNLvWY2wF0Xwe7_EjfJuG0k0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ML3eNLvWY2wF0Xwe7_EjfJuG0k0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ML3eNLvWY2wF0Xwe7_EjfJuG0k0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ML3eNLvWY2wF0Xwe7_EjfJuG0k0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Um dia cheio de corações vermelhos, em que todos os restaurantes estão superlotados e o único dia do ano em que todos os motéis estão com lotação esgotada.  Algumas opiniões sobre a realidade... <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/3NxgG2yMNzo" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/02/dia-de-sao-valentim.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-46496810783873761982012-02-05T21:12:00.000Z2012-02-05T21:12:12.206Z2012-02-05T21:12:12.206ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NyydtG2J_EdbnLmMsyHDhFHni7E/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NyydtG2J_EdbnLmMsyHDhFHni7E/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NyydtG2J_EdbnLmMsyHDhFHni7E/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NyydtG2J_EdbnLmMsyHDhFHni7E/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Ele pode fazer tudo, que consegue dar volta a situação. O seu nome é Bond... <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/BBBXqPcNyYk" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/02/who-is-james-bond.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-80710474774736372102012-02-04T19:52:00.002Z2012-02-04T19:52:56.060Z2012-02-04T19:52:56.060ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aIC381sARcXZ0tUTmYHcVjCHR7k/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aIC381sARcXZ0tUTmYHcVjCHR7k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aIC381sARcXZ0tUTmYHcVjCHR7k/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aIC381sARcXZ0tUTmYHcVjCHR7k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Este video demonstra com uma harmonia simples entre música, video e timelapse. Adequado para estes dias de frio que se têm sentido por estas bandas. <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/J79DA8BSYl8" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/02/musica-e-imagem.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-58676298957487312412012-02-01T01:04:00.000Z2012-02-01T01:04:08.903Z2012-02-01T01:04:08.903ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8SquuW-IzCszMkqgiJWVJt6RAkg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8SquuW-IzCszMkqgiJWVJt6RAkg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8SquuW-IzCszMkqgiJWVJt6RAkg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8SquuW-IzCszMkqgiJWVJt6RAkg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/ROiX5l2vu3s" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/02/what-we-mean.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-61930906870978046642012-01-31T11:00:00.000Z2012-01-31T11:00:13.950Z2012-01-31T11:00:13.950ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/clODyQDwFmNfHVQOIlQ-s8ZY-RE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/clODyQDwFmNfHVQOIlQ-s8ZY-RE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/clODyQDwFmNfHVQOIlQ-s8ZY-RE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/clODyQDwFmNfHVQOIlQ-s8ZY-RE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Ser radical é pegar numa mota todo o terreno subir uma montanha e andar no seu cume como se uma estrada normal se tratasse <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/8CMa-sZUtvc" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/andar-no-cume-da-montanha.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-461088039319862012012-01-28T14:24:00.003Z2012-01-28T14:24:22.378Z2012-01-28T14:24:22.378ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k7Lg1ole-XGi20mH8LUGBKVcMJs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k7Lg1ole-XGi20mH8LUGBKVcMJs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k7Lg1ole-XGi20mH8LUGBKVcMJs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/k7Lg1ole-XGi20mH8LUGBKVcMJs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Para quem pensa que Rammstein é só barrulho, aqui está uma forma diferente de ouvir um dos temas deles. <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/Tp1GUqIueng" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/du-hast-de-uma-forma-completamente.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-86995279578455666122012-01-27T12:26:00.000Z2012-01-27T12:26:17.036Z2012-01-27T12:26:17.036ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kpLoQbld5Sn0afG2h7z-daZlciE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kpLoQbld5Sn0afG2h7z-daZlciE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kpLoQbld5Sn0afG2h7z-daZlciE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kpLoQbld5Sn0afG2h7z-daZlciE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> We come; we go; we can remember "The Dark"No songs; no words; just whispers that wait for you to sleepAnd when you dream, we'll come for you and breathe in your painWe've seen such things (and) hide them from you and so keep you pureI've seen gods bleedingI've seen worlds burnI've seen stars fallingAnd I've seen a dead sun risingWe live, for youWe keep you safeWe keep you unknownWe die,<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/u3lj6-96TUQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-whispers-that-wait-for-you-to.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-12830205651667388482012-01-25T18:00:00.000Z2012-01-25T18:00:08.446Z2012-01-25T18:00:08.446ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UZiwKSDAnZ0ZW3mMbrMEsc5zKOM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UZiwKSDAnZ0ZW3mMbrMEsc5zKOM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UZiwKSDAnZ0ZW3mMbrMEsc5zKOM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/UZiwKSDAnZ0ZW3mMbrMEsc5zKOM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Aquela sensação de acordar em perfeito equilíbrio com tudo o que me rodeia, e tudo faz sentido na minha insignificante realidade...     <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/L1fw_gk6VDA" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/angels-where-are-they.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-42184693210057982782012-01-23T00:19:00.001Z2012-01-23T00:19:21.397Z2012-01-23T00:19:21.397ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VKZcqo6TynnP_2Luv6ytrlexITg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VKZcqo6TynnP_2Luv6ytrlexITg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VKZcqo6TynnP_2Luv6ytrlexITg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/VKZcqo6TynnP_2Luv6ytrlexITg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> The Gathering, apesar de Anneke van Giersbergen ter saído da banda a mesma soube ter sensibilidade e procurar uma vocalista com o tom de voz semelhante. Quem não conhecer profundamente possivelmente nem conseguirá distinguir. Mas o essencial é toda a base sonora ainda lá continuar. Eu ainda vou ouvindo ou não fossem uma das muitas bandas que marcou a minha adolescência. Fading <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/ddIhX5fbifY" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/gathering-heroes-for-ghosts.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-78764068209977334452012-01-21T11:46:00.001Z2012-01-21T11:46:19.897Z2012-01-21T11:46:19.897ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K_Bxa2LPFjVFqwmfbcwnoFVlVto/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K_Bxa2LPFjVFqwmfbcwnoFVlVto/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K_Bxa2LPFjVFqwmfbcwnoFVlVto/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/K_Bxa2LPFjVFqwmfbcwnoFVlVto/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Sempre perfeccionistas os Spleen United voltam novamente a ribalta... O dia já está marcado, preparem-se para quem gosta 30 de Janeiro será o dia em que o novo álbum vê a luz. Pelo single podemos já antever que se irá manter na mesma linha do anterior, com uma vertente um pouco mais electrónica, mas que resulta na perfeição. <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/6alcXDN1xBk" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/days-of-thunder-by-spleen-united.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-3140761969184471882012-01-20T14:02:00.002Z2012-01-20T14:02:55.833Z2012-01-20T14:02:55.833ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eQ1kRKM2m1HicLSOx4flPeINJaU/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eQ1kRKM2m1HicLSOx4flPeINJaU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eQ1kRKM2m1HicLSOx4flPeINJaU/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eQ1kRKM2m1HicLSOx4flPeINJaU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> A suavidade melancólica de uma forma sublime que encanta até o mais céptico. <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/R9G3186FtQQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/mono-to-my-ears.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-81901288813920013742012-01-18T01:00:00.000Z2012-01-18T22:44:33.579Z2012-01-18T22:44:33.579ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lfiRMJg2WmWLOYQBe9p8qoj3IL8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lfiRMJg2WmWLOYQBe9p8qoj3IL8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lfiRMJg2WmWLOYQBe9p8qoj3IL8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lfiRMJg2WmWLOYQBe9p8qoj3IL8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Sem video, Sem audio... Fica a letra... Hearts of Black Science - To Kill the Ghost You Left Behind Faded out like a picture from the past Unclear like a view from behind the dirty glass Empty thoughts and silent cries Take that feeling and bring it back to life You and I, we never found the timeTo kill the ghost you left behind Dreams of sunshine in picture perfect days The warmth inside <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/nfbwYzNEjrk" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/to-kill-ghost-you-left-behind.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-86544633597287104272012-01-17T23:00:00.000Z2012-01-17T23:00:01.234Z2012-01-17T23:00:01.234ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FP2XmxzBItm6s-BdciFX3nQ9jf0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FP2XmxzBItm6s-BdciFX3nQ9jf0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FP2XmxzBItm6s-BdciFX3nQ9jf0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/FP2XmxzBItm6s-BdciFX3nQ9jf0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Veto - Fell Into Place Last year there was something I could've done That would have changed the chain of events to follow Last year there was something I could've done But I didn't do anything at all Then it all just fell into place It all made sense It all just fit So I dare not move anything I dare not move anything an inch Last year there was something I could've said The kind of words <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/f--_vmJpRWc" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/parece-que-foi-ontem.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-28150738901777288922012-01-16T15:30:00.000Z2012-01-16T15:30:02.285Z2012-01-16T15:30:02.285ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BtYi5Ddg_DJuwHXOqHUteKu3Mn4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BtYi5Ddg_DJuwHXOqHUteKu3Mn4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BtYi5Ddg_DJuwHXOqHUteKu3Mn4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/BtYi5Ddg_DJuwHXOqHUteKu3Mn4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Várias vezes tentei definir tudo numa palavra, foram tantas sensações, sentimentos, pensamentos... Dizer que foi mágico é apenas 1% do que realmente foi. Uma noção de tempo fora do tempo real. Hoje ao rever esta música a sua letra adquire um significado extraordinário, uma carga emocional complexa para definir em palavras. The memories of us will fade away Falling deep like rocks in <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/phN3ZlkzwMY" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/memories-of-us-will-fade-away.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-19880689933924523012012-01-12T06:30:00.000Z2012-01-12T06:30:01.865Z2012-01-12T06:30:01.865ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JPfOZ_Tx0_CT6DiqPuccBS2LmSE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JPfOZ_Tx0_CT6DiqPuccBS2LmSE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JPfOZ_Tx0_CT6DiqPuccBS2LmSE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JPfOZ_Tx0_CT6DiqPuccBS2LmSE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Melhor maneira de acordar? Com música é claro. Mas tem de ser algo muito agressivo para despertar por completo. The Bloody Beetroots acorda qualquer um. Ter atenção para não acordar os vizinhos. <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/q0Uzh5KjOP0" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/para-acordar.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-73967090480435598662012-01-11T10:36:00.002Z2012-01-11T10:36:49.409Z2012-01-11T10:36:49.409ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GK9O4X0ZD3uHgwA6KEmt1erTETk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GK9O4X0ZD3uHgwA6KEmt1erTETk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GK9O4X0ZD3uHgwA6KEmt1erTETk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GK9O4X0ZD3uHgwA6KEmt1erTETk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Hoje ouvi esta música e ficou... I just nod, I've never been so good at shaking hands I live on the frozen surface of a fireballWhere cities come together, to hate each other in the name of sportAmerica, nothing is ever just how you planI looked up to you but you thought I would look the other wayAnd you hear, what you want to hearAnd they take what they want to takeDon't be sad, won't ever<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/veSinMnerbE" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/11th-dimension.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-10691555684348245542012-01-10T12:25:00.000Z2012-01-10T12:26:38.633Z2012-01-10T12:26:38.633ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5ujxEYlpbQG68plR4LKeEYs5fDw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5ujxEYlpbQG68plR4LKeEYs5fDw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5ujxEYlpbQG68plR4LKeEYs5fDw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5ujxEYlpbQG68plR4LKeEYs5fDw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Quando pensamos que as maquinas fotográficas digitais apenas poderiam evoluir numa direcção, surge um conceito que mistura SLR com Telemóvel. Seja falso ou não o conceito em si é espectacular e não me admira que num futuro próximo surja algo no mercado. Mais alguma informação aqui<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/ApJ3XPAUorE" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/fotografia-wireless-um-mito-ou-uma.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-74297991554922492172012-01-08T15:07:00.001Z2012-01-08T15:07:21.193Z2012-01-08T15:07:21.193ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XxKq_tIEfOHJX5YHncuKETy4yXs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XxKq_tIEfOHJX5YHncuKETy4yXs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XxKq_tIEfOHJX5YHncuKETy4yXs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/XxKq_tIEfOHJX5YHncuKETy4yXs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> 1 minuto que vale pena ver <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/XqgcO78cADw" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/video-lapsing.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-30439348205570912672012-01-06T11:30:00.000Z2012-01-06T11:30:37.037Z2012-01-06T11:30:37.037ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYoAMbuwDBj-DvYCHRqjIaWp7jc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYoAMbuwDBj-DvYCHRqjIaWp7jc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYoAMbuwDBj-DvYCHRqjIaWp7jc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OYoAMbuwDBj-DvYCHRqjIaWp7jc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Cada vez mais vemos aplicação do famoso "Time Lapse". Este video é um bom exemplo disso. Mais informação sobre a viagem pode ser vista aqui.  Até a data ainda não produzi nada semelhante. Falta-me um equipamento que me permita controlar o tempo, ou seja em ambas as maquinas que tenho não têm a nível interno uma opção que me confira a liberdade em definir o intervalo de tempo para que as<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/vxc5KFg0p1Y" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-grande-viagem-resumida-em-5-minutos.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-65405697821369920972012-01-04T13:15:00.000Z2012-01-04T13:15:10.523Z2012-01-04T13:15:10.523ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f8_xCpwEf3-BN5-6ODfC6V9fjX8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f8_xCpwEf3-BN5-6ODfC6V9fjX8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f8_xCpwEf3-BN5-6ODfC6V9fjX8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f8_xCpwEf3-BN5-6ODfC6V9fjX8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> É pequeno e tem talento.   <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/Vgy0PDN2yXQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-dj-mais-pequeno.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-77028727334319178362012-01-03T12:01:00.000Z2012-01-03T12:01:37.512Z2012-01-03T12:01:37.512ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-JIGBXcVKk5Bn5fLUUOUFZ4tx0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-JIGBXcVKk5Bn5fLUUOUFZ4tx0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-JIGBXcVKk5Bn5fLUUOUFZ4tx0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-JIGBXcVKk5Bn5fLUUOUFZ4tx0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> É sempre bom ver alguém falar de Portugal sobre uma realidade que não se vê na nossa comunicação social. http://www.virgin.com/richard-branson/blog/time-to-end-the-war-on-drugs<img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/jwke6X6G8P0" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2012/01/richard-branson-fala-sobre-portugal.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-67394443200928481592011-12-31T20:40:00.000Z2011-12-31T20:40:00.263Z2011-12-31T20:40:00.263ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-Dxc9087VAJXUhIwlHGtGPgDeI/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-Dxc9087VAJXUhIwlHGtGPgDeI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-Dxc9087VAJXUhIwlHGtGPgDeI/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/u-Dxc9087VAJXUhIwlHGtGPgDeI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Blue jeans, White shirt Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like, james dean, for sure You so fresh to death and amp; sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me beter than my favourite sweater, and I know That luv is mean, and luv hurts But I still remember that day we met in december, oh baby! I will luv you till the end of <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/Xl1gjhNN6oc" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2011/12/but-i-still-remember-that-day-we-met-in.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-14911662196537089962011-12-25T14:19:00.000Z2011-12-25T14:19:01.288Z2011-12-25T14:19:01.288ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cupaPYAAORiZ5RcbIlRIZm0UyBQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cupaPYAAORiZ5RcbIlRIZm0UyBQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cupaPYAAORiZ5RcbIlRIZm0UyBQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cupaPYAAORiZ5RcbIlRIZm0UyBQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/vSiHqvIMJ1g" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24319710.post-88568878517282471652011-12-24T18:08:00.002Z2011-12-24T18:08:35.746Z2011-12-24T18:08:35.746ZLuigihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05814776618751909693noreply@blogger.com0 <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-JCUsNxyOy57Z9Hun60znjDKy6w/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-JCUsNxyOy57Z9Hun60znjDKy6w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-JCUsNxyOy57Z9Hun60znjDKy6w/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/-JCUsNxyOy57Z9Hun60znjDKy6w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p> Podia dizer umas palavras bonitas sobre o Natal ou sobre tudo o que representa ou deveria representar. Nos dias de hoje qual é mesmo o espirito? Não sei e agora não estou interessado em saber, mas vou agora mesmo ouvir o video que se segue The Knife - Christmas Reindeer... Reindeer, reindeer, reindeer I caught one of your horns And even if it rains here It's much worse in the <img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/uoqTx/~4/uSJ9idfjIHA" height="1" width="1"/>http://ardiloso.blogspot.com/2011/12/natal-so-what.html