seen clearly through the mist
A movie is apparently being made based on the computer game Myst. It should be a thrill a minute. The hero will appear in a scenic vista, wander back and forth, turn dials, wander some more, turn some more dials, scowl in frustration, wander some more, turn some more dials.. let me tell you, even Ebert would give it a thumb sideways as he slumps down into sleep from sheer boredom.

In other news, about a half a year ago I was in a discussion about LJ's policy of how accounts can be resurrected if someone steals your password. They go by the "the earlier email address on file wins" policy. I recall pointing out that (a) if you apply at uni and someone else gets that email next year, you're hosed, and (b) if that account no longer exists, you're still hosed. Consensus was that I was needlessly worrying, and "everyone" agreed that it was a good system.

Well, my original email account was compromised. Coincidentally or not, during the same week I left one job for another. I doubt the password was guessed, but cannot tell what really happened. Because it was a web-based email account set up millennia ago (fine, twelve years), there is no security question, date of birth, name, or anything else on file to allow me to recover it (and if there were, wouldn't those have been changed by now?). Feh. The provider in question is being unhelpful in even attempting to resolve this. I can't say that I completely blame them, since verifying me would be nigh impossible, but am quite irritated. LJ isn't being helpful at removing that email address either.

So if you see me doing strange things, y.. oh. Yeah. It's me. If you see me doing totally unconscionable thi.. hmm. Rugby! Fine, if I don't conform to my standard non-standard grammatical and rhetorical constructs, you'll know it isn't really me.