Free Standing Shelving

would it be safer to put 50" flat TV on a free standing 72x48x24 in. metal shelving unit then on a cabinet? The TV would be on the 2ND. shelf with 2 shelves above it's cheaper then 1 of those ones built for a big flat screen and gives me room for my AV equipment below and/or above the TV. plus the shelving unit with protect the TV from tipping over. as for the difference in width the screen itself is 44"W giving me 3/4" of clearance on each side. Will this work as I planned or am I missing anything? Plan on screwing a sheet of plywood to the bottom of the bottom shelf for added stability.

How to increase the value of my home.? I will be having my home appraised very soon. My question is . . . Will installing new tub/shower kits, toilet, and floor covering increase the value of my home? In the plans are also new paint, light fixtures, and faucets. Maybe a free standing wooden storage unit for shelving bathroom items as as hair dryers, extra towels, cleaning supplies, combs etc. Any suggestions on how small or huge of an increase in value to expect, if any increase at all. The kitchen was upgraded last year at this time.

Designs for shelves I can build from scratch out of wood I already have? I have recently gotten hold of some good pieces of timber that are ideal for use as shelves, they are 1"(h) X 14"(d) X 36"(w). I would like to make some storage shelves to go in my utility room. The unit would have to be free-standing and would ideally have 5 or 6 shelves with the highest shelf at about 6'-6.5' tall. Does anyone know of a website that would have basic designs for this kind of furniture? It seems a shame to have to buy shelving when i have perfectly good wood here at home already. I would need to buy the upright struts and fixings. Thanks for your time :-)

How should i set up my sprinkler for a series of shelved plants? I just bought a free standing mini green house with 4 tiers. I want to put sprinklers at each shelf. Would I be best to pipe the water in series or parallel?

Where can I get a wooden storage cupboard? I've been looking for where I can get a free standing wooden storage cupboard, with shelves, for food storage. On office world type websites, there's plenty of 1.5m + high, 1m wide, 400mm deep cabinets with shelves that would do the job (stationary cupboards), but they're all made of steel! Although steel is strong, unlike the flesh which is weak, it would look pretty odd in a kitchen. I've been trying to find a supplier of such cabinets made from wood, but so far come up short. Any ideas where I could find such a thing then? It's a rented property so I want something free standing I can take with me when I go, and the idea of a cupboard rather than shelving is to have somewhere cool and dark to store food. Cheers

how do we insulate the bookshelves from our fire place? We have a small free standing slow combustion stove that takes up one wall of our lounge room. Although I love the fire in the winter, I feel its a complete waste of space around it and would like to build floor to ceiling bookshelves either side of it. But my other half is sceptical because of the heat factor, not only to the shelving materials but also the books themselves. Especially near the top of the chimney. There would be around half a metre space either side of the chimney and the shelving. Would it really get that hot? Is there a way to insulate the shelves against the heat? Or is the risk of damage too high?

ODYSSEY QUESTION! LAST ONE PLEASE HELP!!!! (:? ODYSSEY QUESTION! LAST ONE PLEASE HELP!!!! (:? Epic from The Odyssey by Homer, translated by Robert Fitzgerald Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me." question is : The Homeric simile is an extended comparison between something unfamiliar, such as an epic event, and something ordinary with which the audience is familiar. First identify a Homeric simile from the excerpt you have read and then write an explanation of its meaning. please help! I've been stuck on this for hours! thanks!

Odysseus bases his appeal to the lord of the stream on the rights of what? here is the excerpt that is used in this question Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me." Odysseus bases his appeal to the lord of the stream on the rights of A: hosts B: sailors C: guests D: heroes Also can you find a Homeric simile within that passage? please help!!!!

Oddysey Literature problems!!!! 10 points best answer!? Identify a Homeric simile from the excerpt you have read and then write an explanation of its meaning. Epic from The Odyssey by Homer, translated by Robert Fitzgerald Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me."

Examples of Homeric Similes!? help!!? I need to find a Homeric Simile in this excerpt from the Odyssey: Epic from The Odyssey by Homer, translated by Robert Fitzgerald Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me." YES I have read this twice through. I have tried to find similes and I cannot. I only need one and I need to know what it means in real life. Does the simile have to use like or as? because there are none in that excerpt using like or as... please help, thank you so much!

poem question? ?????? Epic from The Odyssey by Homer, translated by Robert Fitzgerald Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me." question is : The Homeric simile is an extended comparison between something unfamiliar, such as an epic event, and something ordinary with which the audience is familiar. First identify a Homeric simile from the excerpt you have read and then write an explanation of its meaning.

Identify a Homeric Simile? I need help identifying a Homeric Simile in this excerpt from The Odyssey. I have scanned it over a few times and I am not able to identify any. Please help? And no, this is not doing all the work for me. I still have to write a paper on the simile, I just need help identifying it. The Homeric simile is an extended comparison between something unfamiliar, such as an epic event, and something ordinary with which the audience is familiar. Epic from The Odyssey by Homer, translated by Robert Fitzgerald Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me."

Homeric Simile in The Odyssey? 10 points to most detailed and helpful answer? The Homeric simile is an extended comparison between something unfamiliar, such as an epic event, and something ordinary with which the audience is familiar. ....So I need to find one in this section and now I have read it 4 times and still can't find one! Please help this is due tomorrow and I'm not asking you to do it for me but just to help? Epic from The Odyssey by Homer, translated by Robert Fitzgerald Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me." I looked this same question on yahoo answers and found someone said the homeric simile is the last 7 lines but it doesn't make sense to me and they didn't explain! Please help!

URGENT ENGLISH QUESTION PLEASE HELP!!!!? WHAT IS A HOMERIC SIMILE FROM THIS PASSAGE? Two nights, two days, in the solid deep-sea swell he drifted, many times awaiting death, until with shining ringlets in the East the dawn confirmed a third day, breaking clear over a high and windless sea; and mounting a rolling wave he caught a glimpse of land. What a dear welcome thing life seems to children whose father, in the extremity, recovers after some weakening and malignant illness: his pangs are gone, the gods have delivered him. So dear and welcome to Odysseus the sight of land, of woodland, on that morning. It made him swim again, to get a foothold on solid ground. But when he came in earshot he heard the trampling roar of sea on rock, where combers, rising shoreward, thudded down on the sucking ebb-all sheeted with salt foam. Here were no coves or harborage or shelter, only steep headlands, rockfallen reefs and crags. Odysseus' knees grew slack, his heart faint, a heaviness came over him, and he said: "A cruel turn, this. Never had I thought to see this land, but Zeus has let me see it- and let me, too, traverse the Western Ocean- only to find no exit from these breakers. Here are sharp rocks off shore, and the sea a smother rushing around them; rock face rising sheer from deep water; nowhere could I stand up on my two feet and fight free of the welter. No matter how I try it, the surf may throw me against the cliffside; no good fighting there. If I swim down the coast, outside the breakers, I may find shelving shore and quiet water- but what if another gale comes on to blow? Then I go cursing out to sea once more. Or then again, some shark of Amphitritê's may hunt me, sent by the genius of the deep. I know how he who makes earth tremble hates me." During this meditation a heavy surge was taking him, in fact, straight on the rocks. He had been flayed there, and his bones broken, had not gray-eyed Athena instructed him: he gripped a rock-ledge with both hands in passing and held on, groaning, as the surge went by, to keep clear of its breaking. Then the backwash hit him, ripping him under and far out. An octopus, when you drag one from his chamber, comes up with suckers full of tiny stones: Odysseus left the skin of his great hands torn on that rock-ledge as the wave submerged him. And now at last Odysseus would have perished, battered inhumanly, but he had the gift of self-possession from gray-eyed Athena. So, when the backwash spewed him up again, he swam out and along, and scanned the coast for some landspit that made a breakwater. Lo and behold, the mouth of a calm river at length came into view, with level shores unbroken, free from rock, shielded from wind- by far the best place he had found. But as he felt the current flowing seaward he prayed in his heart: "O hear me, lord of the stream: how sorely I depend upon your mercy! derelict as I am by the sea's anger. Is he not sacred, even to the gods, the wandering man who comes, as I have come, in weariness before your knees, your waters? Here is your servant; lord, have mercy on me."

Nibbles' Great Escape! Here's episode 4 guys, it's almost the end of the episode so dont forget to tell me what you think! Episode 4 Nibbles tried to wiggle free, but the cat just wouldn’t let go. Tina ran away, she ran like she had never ran before, but then, she stopped. How could she leave Nibbles, he just risked his life for her! She turned around and ran straight to the cat, then turned suddenly to direct it’s attention away from Nibbles. “Nibbles, run!” Screamed Tina. Nibbles ran, ran and ran until he was safely under the shelve, tracking blood all the way. Nibbles fainted as soon as Tina got under there with him. Nibbles woke up a while later, finding that Tina had aided him the whole time, she told him to hold still, for she wasn’t done. She licked his cuts a couple of times then wrapped the biggest cut with the half of the map that was of no use to them anymore. She had chewed through the packaging on one of the bedding packages and collected enough for them both to make their own nests for the night. Tina told him to get some rest and kissed him on the cheek. Nibbles blushed. He had always dreamed of her kissing him, and before he could say anything, he was out like a light. Tina woke Nibbles softly in the morning, they would let the cats out again soon, and they needed to find a way to get out of the store. Nibbles stood up, he was not strong enough yet. They would just have to wait until Nibbles was stronger. The cats roamed around their isle for about thirty minutes then were called back to their cages. It was opening time now. It was Friday now, so it was cleaning day again. They had officially been out there for a week. Ding ding! A customer entered the store. Nibbles looked out and realized it was the girl! She went into the hamster isle and picked up a bag of hamster food, and asked her mom if she could get the hamster today. Her mom still said no. The girl accidentally dropped the bag and when bent down to grab it, noticed Nibbles and Tina. She picked the up and showed her mom saying, “look mom, they must’ve lost some hamsters, looks like a couple. Mom, can I keep them, PLEASE???” Her mom went up to a cashier and asked about the hamsters. They let the Jane keep the hamsters based on the fact that they were injured. http://akvis.com/img/examples/coloriage/anime-picture/girl-sketch-picture.jpg -Pumpkin :) It's a series I've been writing, go waaaaay back in questions and you can see the first and stuff

Do u like my poem>?<? [[[[{{{{Hang<H>er}}}}}}}]]]] u say things of hate and anger u walk in and out Like a starnger u whisper to me "kill one's self" you leave me to sit on the shelve you close the box and take away the light i tell you "i promise i'll make it all right" you both attack me and you both kill i try to take the little pill something stoped me i dont know why but once seconded i wanted to die and in another i was okay free from all you said today. it's still locked in my mind. but the past is far behind. why do u hate me? why do i cry? why so badly do i want to die? i try to cover it all up but u cant drink blood from the cup our lord and christ is our "savior" but all we follow is misbehvaior he tells u to leave our house but u hide like a mouse you dont stand up you dont fight back you just let him come an attack im me to c it all.lol.

looking for a small white wicker cabinet (free standing) to put next to my bathroom vanity.? I installed a small white vanity in my bathroom but it lacks the extra storage space for things like hair brushes, toothpaste, lotions, etc. I thought of a free standing white wicker storage cabinet to butt against my vanity. My bathroom is rather small. I would like a small one with doors and maybe two shelve inside. I cannot find anything like I described above. I have checked Home Depot, Sears, Bed & Bath,Lowe's and a few other places. Does anyone have any suggestions or even if you can recommend something else? I do not want anything that goes behind the toilet. Since the bathroom is small I need all the wall space freed up as possible. I would like whatever I purchase to be well made so it will hold up. I would like to thank all of you in advance for any help you can offer me.