<?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-20284868</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:38:58.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phil's Place</title><subtitle type='html'>I need a place to write what I feel and share with others.
Welcome to Phil's Place</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113950515165222302</id><published>2006-02-09T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T12:12:31.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In my head</title><content type='html'>Below the nightime sky, while the clouds gather and cover the silver light of the moon, my body lies bathing in darkness, waiting for an Angels's tune&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in sheets, tatered and torn, as the the wind blows cold and tickles my soulI can feel the sharp edged emotions cutting me in pieces and collecting them in a bowl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113950515165222302?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113950515165222302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113950515165222302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113950515165222302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113950515165222302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-my-head.html' title='In my head'/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113777978643768192</id><published>2006-01-20T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:57:54.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not really winter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/littleones048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/320/littleones048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/320/799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/320/148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be close to 60 degrees in NY for the next couple of days. That is not winter! What is it? Proof of global warming? Who the hell knows whats going on any more. I really like the winter. Yes, I am real Fall-Winter person. The hot summer pisses me off. The spring is OK, but right now I want winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't feel the cold of the winter night,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when the warm bodies glow with the sweetest light&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stars are dimmed from shinning so bright&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My body strains from muscles so tight &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113777978643768192?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113777978643768192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113777978643768192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113777978643768192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113777978643768192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2006/01/not-really-winter.html' title='Not really winter!'/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113595858291033169</id><published>2005-12-30T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T11:12:48.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/bet23.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/bp18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/200/bp18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/200/fant24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/color43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/200/color43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dreamt I slept with Betty Page&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt I slept with Betty Page,In another time and place.&lt;br /&gt;Her perfect body so tenderly, gave in to my embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I kissed sweet Betty Page, I explored her here and there.&lt;br /&gt;She gave herself so willingly,and told me that she cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burnt with lust for Betty Page, this I will admit.&lt;br /&gt;She quenched the fire with open lips,and wispered "I submit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright ©2002 Philip Joseph Postiglione&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113595858291033169?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113595858291033169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113595858291033169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113595858291033169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113595858291033169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-dreamt-i-slept-with-betty-page-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113590964371770456</id><published>2005-12-29T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T08:27:03.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/640/girl%20b20002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/girl%20b20002a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sketches of faces I can only touch in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Bodies of all the women I desire, on the page combined&lt;br /&gt;into one full, firm person, breast and sweet behind&lt;br /&gt;to take into my arms and treat so very kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of my Babes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113590964371770456?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113590964371770456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113590964371770456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113590964371770456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113590964371770456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2005/12/sketches-of-faces-i-can-only-touch-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113586775802249327</id><published>2005-12-29T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:35:35.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking Heads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/0000f9bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/320/0000f9bg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Music&lt;br /&gt;Check the CBGG Link&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113586775802249327?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113586775802249327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113586775802249327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113586775802249327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113586775802249327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2005/12/talking-heads.html' title='Talking Heads'/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113586265789451064</id><published>2005-12-29T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:37:28.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They are Real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/ozufolarge.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/200/ozufolarge.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/1600/trinidadelarge.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7442/2028/200/trinidadelarge.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UFOs are real! I don't know what they are. I can only guess and look at the possible theories. The truth concerning the origins and purposes of UFOs might be more than just aliens visiting the earth. The truth may be more than we bargained for!&lt;br /&gt;Check the UFO links. You will find a wealth of information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113586265789451064?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113586265789451064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113586265789451064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113586265789451064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113586265789451064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2005/12/they-are-real.html' title='They are Real!'/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113581968052292707</id><published>2005-12-28T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T15:32:59.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/640/IMG_0885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME Just me. As I am, just trying to be just me. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113581968052292707?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113581968052292707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113581968052292707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113581968052292707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113581968052292707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2005/12/me-just-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20284868.post-113581763104783902</id><published>2005-12-28T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T19:53:51.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2005 is fading fast and I am sure glad it's going. A very good person I know died this year and my health took a turn for the worse.I turned 50 and tried real real hard to suppress the feeling that I am old. I can't turn back the clock, but I feel like my ability to live is gone forever. In my heart I still want to do things like making new friends and renewing old ones. I am afraid that I just can't feel love anymore. I am too old to feel love and to give it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another year passes into the package of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally the body clock has ticked way past its prime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the hearts deep passions ooze like primal slime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and all the words I reach for have no reason or rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20284868-113581763104783902?l=phil1955.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/feeds/113581763104783902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20284868&amp;postID=113581763104783902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113581763104783902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20284868/posts/default/113581763104783902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phil1955.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust'/><author><name>Phil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08809285807981635306</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/283/9209/320/IMG_0885.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
