I have to tell you about this great US based company called cFares.com. I’m planning a trip to the US in August to go see the Dave Matthews Band as well as some friends. Scouring the web I’ve been using just about every comparison site to try and get the cheapest deal and I thought I’d done well in finding a return ticket to San Francisco for £491.
Then I found cFaresand discovered they have a ‘members only’ set of prices which I was a little sceptical about. Usually I’ve found you’re expected to pay a stupid membership fee which is often more than the saving, fine if you make a few flights a year abut pointless if you are an occasional traveller.
Well, the platinum membership is US$50 or approx £25 in real money and the flight? Well, travelling on the exact same United Airlines flights as I was prepared to pay £491 for, cFares.com gave me a price of… £391.50 and if I add the £25 membership fee that brings the total to £416.50, a saving of £74.50 or approx US$149 in funny money, which covers the cost of 2 tickets to see Dave Matthews and his band! RESULT!!
So, I just watched a movie called Numb starring Matthew Perry, Chandler of Friends fame. It was one of those rare films that actually made me feel quite happy, in a depressingly uplifting sort of a way. The last time I watched a movie that really spoke to me was when I watched Lost In Translation however I admit that back then I may have been swayed by the gorgeous Scarlett Johansson, however even without her it was still a great movie. Numb was very good, it actually felt like someone had reached in and witnessed a little of how I feel and then penned it into a scenario in a movie, which was handy considering it was a movie!
Now that it’s finished there are just two things running around in my head. The first is the realisation that I may never meet my Sara, or that I already have done and have blown it… that in itself is a depressing thought, to think that I may have to live out this life solo. In fact it is so depressing a thought I’m contemplating going out and buying an ounce of strong marijuana so that I may get so stoned that I will not be aware that my Sara is not about to enter my life any time soon… The second is the words to a Regina Spektor song that started to play in my head three quarters of the way through the film, the song in question is Better and again, it has some beautiful lyrics which are super enhanced by being matched with some pretty amazing music… I realised that even at my wildest ambition I could possibly write some decent shit but I could never pen music to match… perhaps that’s a truth for some people, the ability to write words is enough for some and the ability to write music is enough for others. Somehow of course I feel half a man for knowing that I can only ever achieve one of the the two and in accepting that fact I resign myself to being able to achieve neither of them.
Here are the lyrics of Better… don’t they read just fine?
Better by Regina Spektor If I kiss you where it’s sore If I kiss you where it’s sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all
Born like sisters to this world In a town where blood ties are only blood If you never say your name out loud to anyone They can never ever call you by it
If I kiss you where it’s sore If I kiss you where it’s sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all
You’re getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder, getting sadder And I don’t understand, and I don’t understand But if I kiss you where it’s sore If I kiss you where it’s sore Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Will you feel better, better, better Will you feel anything at all Anything at all Will you feel anything at all Anything at all Will you feel anything at all Anything at all…
I dunno, just reading them makes me feel both sad and happy. It bothers me that I should feel this way, it bothers me that I don’t always feel happy and it bothers me that I feel bothered by not feeling happy. Yet at the same time, I feel happy that I can find lyrics such as these so uplifting, it would be hellish nice to find a girl to replace the words sometimes.
Wanna know how the song goes? Have a listen…enjoy!
I was listening to the radio just he other day and a song came on that I instantly knew I loved… I knew I loved it instantly because it was a song I had heard many times over the last 15 years or so and each time I told myself, “Mr Omneo, you must buy that song” Now, if you can accept that I seldom listen to anyone else’s instructions, you can imagine how often I listen to myself, instructing myself!
The song in question is Joan Armatrading singing Me, Myself I. It is, to my mind, a beautiful song, so beautiful in fact I actually parted with real coin (79p) at iTunes in order to purchase it and own it all for my very own some!
In case you are wondering, here are the lyrics of the song; Me, Myself, I by Joan Armatrading
I sit here by myself
And you know I love it
You know I don’t want someone
To come pay a visit
I wanna be by myself
I came in this world alone
Me myself I
I wanna go to China
And to see Japan
I’d like to sail the oceans
before the seas run dry
I wanna go by myself
I’ve just room enough for one
My myself I
I wanna be a bigshot
And have ninety cars
I wanna have a boyfriend
And a girl for laughs
But only on saturdays
Six days to be alone
Just me myself I
Me myself and I
Just me myself I
Don’t wanna be the bad guy
Don’t wanna make a soul cry
It’s not that I love my self
I just don’t want company
Just me myself I
Me myself and I
Just me myself I
I sit here by myself
And you know I love it
You know I don’t want someone
To come pay a visit
I wanna be by myself
I came in this world alone
Me myself I
Now, read on their own they give some idea glimmer of the beauty that makes up the whole song but without the music the words are nothing… luckily then I love you, dear reader, enough to share the song with you… enjoy!
Well, if there’s one thing you are guaranteed at Easter is a couple of mad hatter-esque comments from the men in frocks. Yes, that’s right, the Clergy get to spout moronic drivel having had to sit quiet since Christmas. A few posts back I posted the Bill Hicks sketch in which he discusses how the world over people celebrate Easter, the time that the ‘son of God’ is alleged to have risen from the dead, in the same fashion… we gorge ourselves senseless on chocolate eggs and talk about the Easter Bunny, two things that don’t appear anywhere in the Bible, except the version authorised by Mr Omneo, which runs to 3 paragraphs and rest assured; chocolate consumption is in there along with wine, bread and fish.
The thing that bugs me about the latest wheeze from some mad Bishop, complaining about using human and animal embryos to create cells from which to try and discover cures for diseases such as Cancer, Parkinson’s disease and motor neurone disease. Is the way he and others are demanding that MPs be allowed to vote as individuals as opposed to how their respective political parties wish.
So, I hear you say, what’s wrong with that Mr Omneo? Well, let me tell you what I think is wrong. When someone is elected to parliament, they are elected by a group of people called constituents i.e. the likes of you and me. We elect them to vote on matters as we would like so as such they forfeit the right to go voting as they like, they are expected to listen to the people who voted for them and do as they wish… spokespeople in other words. Sigh.. even typing that makes me realise what a fantasy world I live in. These are the people who vote to give themselves bumper pay increases whilst telling the rest of us to make do with 2%, the people who vote to allow themselves to claim expenses for keeping a property that they have already paid for (with tax payers money) talk about double dipping? These greedy bastards triple and quadruple dip!! So, rather than listen to the church telling them it is morally wrong, why not listen to the people who elected them in the first place? The people who want cures for diseases… If they were so holy why don’t they worry about what the alleged god will think about their greed and gluttony??
Cheap Calls Abroad from the UK
Thankfully I’ve taken my mind off things by re-vamping one of my websites, Selfless Mind Calls, which details how you can save a fortune on your international calls, whether you use a landline or your mobile phone you’ll find rates start at an unbelievable 1p per minute to hundreds of destinations. So stop reading, get out your phone book and give a friend abroad a call. They don’t need to know it’s costing you pennies and maybe next year you’ll get a bumper chocolate egg in the post!
To save you looking over the earlier posts for the Bill Hicks sketch, here it is again…enjoy!
Well, another day another dollar… well that’s what they say, whoever they are… obviously not anyone who ever paid tax, national insurance or council tax and water rates!
It only seems like yesterday that I was busy celebrating the end of 2007 and the start on 2008 and here we are, almost mid-way through the third month and does anything feel any different? Does it fuck… It’s really quite depressing and if it wasn’t for the fact I’ve been there and got the T Shirt I’d be depressed right now, but still… I just can’t help but think something should have happened by now, don’t ask me what I think should have happened for I have not a clue but with every day that goes past I keep thinking I should be doing something and perhaps that’s it… I feel like I’m in some limbo state, no idea what it is I want to do and no energy to get up off my cute arse and look for something to do…
I bemoan the fact that I never meet anyone and yet I don’t make any effort to actually go out and meet people. I was chatting with a friend on MSN the other day, we started chatting about 6 or 7 years ago and often go long periods without talking but whenever we do chat we invariably refer to those early days, she remembers them better than me mainly due to the fact I was taking a crazy mix of pharmaceuticals that has rendered my brain sieve like. She married, had a kid, is getting divorced and is now living with another guy but complains that she feels lost and is sure that if we hooked up everything would be better. A part of me would like to believe her but I know what its like to live in that fantasy world of believing that the one you can’t have, be it due to distance or existing relationship status, is the one and it’s only because you know you can’t have that one that you con yourself into believing they are the one… talk about a crazy mind fuck?!
Having said that, most of the people I regularly stay in contact with are those I’ve known for years, who I adored and still do but sometimes I wonder if I still adore them for the reasons above, because I can’t have them… is this why I don’t move on? I’m thinking this year that I should holiday back in the US of A primarily to visit some of these people and perhaps just get it all out of the way after all, it’s so easy to assume the person we chat to for a few hours every few months is perfect but spend a few hours in each others company and you will either be dying to rip their clothes off or rip their throats out… it’s no surprise to know I’d much prefer the former to the latter!
I guess half the battle is knowing the issue, by knowing what it is that’s messing with your head it makes dealing with it easier… or so they say and I swear if I ever find out who the fuck they are I’ll be delivering a swift kick to their shins…bastards!!
I was browsing a friends flcker album the other day, if you read this blog a few years ago you’d have read about her, Julie, the amazingly lovely girl who had the misfortune of spilling a glass of red wine over her white trousers, tho she insists on calling them pants. She dated a guy and they broke up and then they got back together again and I hate to admit it but they make a lovely couple… I think Julie was the closest I came to admitting I had feelings for who felt the same way, she contemplated moving to the UK at one point but a better job arose in the states so she stayed, I secretly cursed that well paid job of hers… but at the end of the day, she’s found happiness and that’s all anyone can wish for a friend although I have told her that if the boy hurts her again I will hunt him down and dispose of him like the mangy dog he is and thanks to flcker it’s all so much easier as I have his photo =)
The musical interlude for this entry is bound to raise some eyebrows and you know what? I don’t care… It’s by the Dave Matthews Band and was recorded live from a 3 day stint they did at Red Rocks, in Colorado. So sit back and savour Say Goodbye
