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I wanted a little nature. I wanted a little zen. I wanted to complete the feng shui environment I had created in my office. I wanted a fountain. My first fountain was a hand-me-down from my sister. It was a multi-tiered monstrousity of a thing, with smooth river rocks on each level. The water emitted from an opening at the top of the first tier. It was great. Actually, it was great until the little hose that pumped water through the hole kept slipping out. I would fix this, then it would happen again, and again, and again. This went on for months. Not only would the hose always slip out, but the water itself developed some sort of slimy appearance after a while. So, my fountain sat there unplugged and unpleasant, collecting dust instead of enhancing my atmosphere. My second fountain was a very intricate thing. It again had three tiers, but the tiers were suspended above one another by copper stems. Ideally, the water would trickle from tier one, get caught by tier two, then trickle down into the third tier followed by the fountain's base. This, of course, did not happen. It worked for about a minute, but then the water decided that it needed to be freed from the constraints of this blasted contraption. Instead of flowing from tier to tier, it pour itself onto various spots on my desk. I played around with the tiers, the stems, but to no avail. Lo and behold, J has gotten me a third fountain for xmas. She, being a coworker, knows the saga of the fountains and has offered to help with her gift. This is a fancy schmancy fountain with lights and stuff. Determined to have the relaxing sensation of flowing water in my office, I put that baby together and plugged her in. It works! Well, except for the 'hiccup' sound the pump is making. And the vibration on my desk. And why do I have to pee so much today?