at laaassst

I have endured a twenty day raft ride and yet another storm before coming to the island of the Phaecians. After telling my story, they, by custom have offered me safe passage home to ithaca! It's so exciting. I'm a little worried because there patron god is Poseidon, who despises me
"O Father Zeus, let this be fulfilled as spoken by Alkinoos! earth of harvests remember him! Return me to my homeland! (VII 354-457)"

Almost...there...

I have tarried long enough on Kalypso's Isle, although it is paradise. All day she sings to me, and all night----well...
Penelope, I swear, I have never really consented to my ongoing affair, in my heart, deep down that is. Sure, I've consented in LITERALLY every other possible way, seriously. You better have been faithful, cuz it's your duty.
hermes just left, evidently he told miss hottie Mc Hotkalypso that my stay here is up. Now I have to go tell that immortal beauty that I'd rather have a mortal. The things I do for Penelope. She owes me.

"The dangerous nymph Kalypso lives and sings there, in her beauty, and she received me, loved me. (XII 473-5)

I'm so blue!

I am floating at sea. We were sailing along when "With crack on crack of thunder, Zeus let fly a bolt against the ship a direct hit. (XII 527-8)" So yeah. I'm just drifting along, my entire crew dead. Life sucks sometimes.

Aww, Shucks

Extend my earlier argument of PEOPLE ARE STUPID AND MUTINOUS. We landed on Helios Island and I warned my men NOT to kill any of the cattle. Unfortunately, Eurylokhos, ringleader encouraged them to kill cattle. "Come, we'll cut out the noblest of these cattle, for scrifice to the gods who own the sky; and once at home, in the old country of Ithaka (XII 442-4)" We are cursed, CURSED!

ARGH!

Right after my last post "Skylla made her strike, whisking six of my best men from the ship. (XII 317-318). It went SO FREAKIN' FAST! That was so scary! I wish I could have died an honorable death at Troy. I don't think this is worth it...

Big scary sea monster six oclock

I don't have time to say much. This experience is more terrifying than Troy; I wish I was lost to the Seirens, or the Kyklops. We just faced Kharybdis,who "Swallowed the sea water down we saw the funnel fo the maelstrom, heard thee rock bellowing all around and dark sand raged on the bottom far below. (XII 311-314) We will face Skylla ver-

It's not over 'til the fat lady sings

Alas, the Seirens song is so sweet! After putting beeswax in my mens ears, I wanted to hear the song. "They tied me up, then, plumb amidships, back to the mast, lashed to the mast, and took themselves again to rowing. (XII 214-216) I begged to untied and clawed at the ropes, but thankfully the ropes held. Ah well. Some things men aren't meant to hear.