Bio
Name: Daniel Robert Lance Big Plume
Nickname: Saturnyne
Birthday: May 3, 1980
Age: 26
Sun Sign: Taurus
Moon Sign: Sagittarius
Chinese Zodiac: Monkey (Born)
Height: 170 cm
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Status: Single
Favorites
Color: Blue
Food: Chicken
Animal: Cat
Anime: Sailormoon
Show: CSI
PJ's: Sweatpants/ T-shirt
Pokemon: Porygon
Website: NHB Radio
My Linux Desktop
Current Moods
Song: Dog's A Best Friend's Dog
Links
Official Sins Of Science Homepage
Space-Kitten.Org
Wing Commander CIC
Tears For Fears
Contact
Email: saturnyne1d@netscape.net
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Saturday, April 05, 2003
9:44 AM I find myself wanting to write something here, but having nothing to write. Well, I mean, I could write about certain new things that have come up, but I'm not ready to share that information just yet. I'm still trying to get used to the situation. In the last week, I worked 58 hours. I have 12 more hours to work today. Because I was so tired after work each day this week, I didn't get to shower for 8 days. But at least it's money. Speaking of money, I got my first paycheck! It was for $367.82 and it's all MINE. Well, for now. I have bills to pay and stuff, but the rest is mine. And I haven't even been paid for all of the work I've done. I've only been paid up to the 20th of last month. This next paycheck is going to be MAMMOTH. I'm going to bankrupt the security company I work for on my next paycheck, I swear. But at least I"ll be proud of myself. I read Diana's blog this morning and it made me think. What are my religious convictions? Well, the simple answer is that I don't have any. I am nondenominational. That doesn't mean I'm atheist, because atheism is a faith in something. A faith that there is no God. I don't have that faith. Instead of God, I believe in the Universe. It is the realm in which we live. I believe that it is the Universe that provides us with all we have and will have. The Universe is fate. It is life. It is creation. Unlike the often selfish Gods that are represented in popular religions, it does not ask for worship. All it asks is that you take care of yourself, respect yourself, and live true to your morals and values. Only then is it made happy. If you ask the Universe for something, you will get it. But you cannot simply ask for what you want. The Universe understands only actions, not words. The best way to explain it is to say that if you do things that are bad for yourself (never making friends, no exercise, not doing anything to better your life), then the Universe will think that you want bad things to happen to you. Hence, it will bring more bad things into your life in service for you. However, if you do positive things for yourself, the Universe will think that you want positive things to happen for you, so it will provide them to you. My backup argument? Myself, of course. Early in March, I was presented with an opportunity to gain a job, which I knew would help better myself as a person. The night before I got hired, the Universe provided me a small, but wonderful-feeling happiness. I went over to a friend's house and got to trade Pokemon, but got much more than for what I aimed. The next day, I was hired on the spot. After that, I gained a lot of pride in feeling that I was finally contributing to my family, which made me even more happy. And I've been blessed because I've been provided with peaceful shifts that have resulted in no intruders, and no negative incidents. Each time I go on shift (I'm a security guard, by the way), I count my blessings and send a private thanks to who or whatever is keeping me safe. I am also making a lot of friends at work which is also good, which I also know is half because the Universe provided me with the opportunity to make them. Just on Tuesday, I was given a great happiness in a particular incident that has changed my life. And since then, the Universe has been nothing short of kind to me. Two friends offered on seperate occasions to give me webcams just for the sake of giving me one. I am becoming more and more happy with the prospect and the intentions behind using a webcam. Also, Sunday night is probably going to be one of the best nights of my life. Anyway, I'm done my preaching. Those are my beliefs, and I ask that you respect them as I respect yours. If you have questions, by all means email me. I will gladly discuss my beliefs with you, but only if you are respectable. Starting a message with "How could you believe", or some other similar notion is not being respectable, and makes it so that talking with you is not worth my time. Thank you.
Monday, March 31, 2003 3:21 PM It has become my belief that if a movie of Resident Evil or Silent Hill were made, that Paul Anderson would be a bad choice. Don't get me wrong, though. The Resident Evil movie that came out last year stands out well on its own as an action/horror movie, I just wouldn't consider it Resident Evil fare. And if there's anyone out there who thinks it should be part of the storyline needs to recheck the story. There are way too many inconsistencies for it to be considered actual RE material. That being said, who would be a good choice? Todd McFarlane. I mean, come on. He made Spawn one of the most quintessential comic book characters in pop culture. He wrote his own Spider-Man story that sold extremely well. He makes his living going against the grain, and people love him all the more for it. And if there's anyone who knows how to establish a good atmosphere in any setting, it's Todd McFarlane. He would have taken the Resident Evil movie and made it better than Paul Anderson ever could have. Probably even better than George Romero, who was the man responsible for the inspiration behind most of the RE games. A peek at Romero's preliminary script for the movie before it was rejected would show that it wouldn't be too far from Anderson's vision. It mostly takes place in underground labs, but the characters are named after those in the game and monsters and abominations from the first RE game make appearances. But Romero's script has faults in that the characters are cookie cutter bullshit semi-demi-pseudo-sub characters that he pulled out of his armpit for the hell of it. McFarlane would take each character and develop them to holy hell, giving them deep, intricate pasts and make you care about what happens to them. If Rebecca Chambers was shot in the chest like she was in the end of the game, we'd give a flying shit. And the characters would be a lot closer to the games. It's not that characters completely unrelateable to the games is instant criteria for rejection of a movie, it's just that I prefer that the name Resident Evil carry at least some similiarity to the game. Paul Anderson's ideal is too much hard-rock to be horrific. It's too loud. McFarlane would take it and make it quieter. In horror, silence is as important as noise. Instead of complete silence breaking out into Marilyn Manson's hard rock riffs, catchy and wonderful as they may be, doesn't make for great horror. But I'll leave that for now. I just got a call from my supervisor. He's gotten a new site and might need me to cover a shift there. It sucks, because I was supposed to have tonight off and work tomorrow, Wednesday and Thursday. But hey, if I work tonight, it means even more hours for me, which results in a shitload of money. Go me.
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