Like I Never Left - Whitney Houston

So apparently I have been away for about four months. It's amazing how time gets away from you. I have thought about dropping by and writing something, but its a lot harder than people think, to come up with something to talk about all the time. Well something that is hopefully slightly interesting.
I just went back to work today, after a nice two week vacation at the cottage. I spent (and I counted) 16 complete days there without once returning to the city. For those of you that now me, that's unprecedented, usually after about a week I start to miss the pavement of the city and head home for at least an overnight stay. That is the longest uninterrupted stay that I have had at the cottage since I was a kid and would spend most of the summer their with my grandparents.
Overall it was a nice relaxing time.
We had the usual occurrences that remind me I really would not survive the "country life" for too long.
First up is the snakes, yes snakes.
Probably a good time to mention that I freak out around snakes. My phobia is so bad that I will avoid walking in an area where I have seen a snake for years. I can also recount almost every place at the cottage that I have ever seen a snake in the last thirty odd years that have been going there.
It started with a small (according to other witnesses) garden snake sighting.
This is where the lesbian friends came in particularly handy, scaring the thing away quite quickly with a stopping of the feet. It must be a genetic thing with them, absolutely no fear.
Next up was the very large (at least 4 feet long) black water snake. That decided it would be a nice time to sun its self on our dock.
Unfortunately for me I happened to be floating out in the water, but I'm proud to say that I didn't freak out light previous occasions, there was no screaming or hyperventilating etc... but I think I paddled my self halfway across the lake just in case it came near me.
I'm happy to report that I was able to leave the water safely and without incident.
The second sign that I not meant for country living is the septic system.
I will say that I have a limited knowledge of septic tanks etc.
I know that they have to be emptied periodically and that its not the most pleasant job.
Those of you who have not had any experience with them your lucky.
First problem is you must find and dig up the cap/hatch for the tank so it can be emptied.
I remember when I was younger and my grandparents took care of all these things the honeypot guy (no idea where that name came from) would show up, dig it up, drain the tank, and go.
Well times have changed haven't they.
You (in this case me) have to dig it up for them.
It stared out well, I was digging and found metal right away.
Lucky, or so I thought, after I removed a bit of dirt from the cap there was a hissing sound, not unlike the snakes from earlier.
Actually I think I might have preferred the snake at this point.
Apparently we should have done this a bit earlier cause it was full, really more than full.
Cause' the lid popped off and it kinda looked like I struck oil.
The hole that I had dug filled up with a nice black liquid.
Yeah, well then I got a whiff of it.
When my gagging subsided I hiked up my shirt over my nose and mouth and finished digging my hole.
Cottage my memories aren't they wonderful.
The nice part of the whole thing was the gentleman who came to do the pumping out of the tank.
He was friendly and had a great sense of humour about the job he did.
It was really nice to meet someone like that, a person that has a fairly shitty job (pun intended) that still can be nice and enjoy his job.
Enough cottage talk for now I'll tell you more later.

The whole point of this post was Whitney Houston.
I am a true fanatic for this women.
I have loved her music for years.
Followed all the marriage troubles, drug problems, and so on.
I was overjoyed to hear late last year that she had kicked all her bad habits to the curb and was working on a new album, her first new material in over six years.
Working with, of all people, Clive Davis , the man who launched her career back in the eighties.
When I got home form my vacation I discovered that her newest song with Akon had been "leaked" to the net.
Now I'm completely biased of course, but its really sounds pretty good.
Here it is for you to judge.


She is looking good and sounding great and what better title for Whitney to make here comeback with, than "Like I Never Left", and what better post title for myself after four months of ignoring you.

Talk to you soon, I promise.