Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

Aishwarya Rai may not get sexy. But this blog just might

Since we are not, can not, may not or ahem ‘able not’ to write in a way that is both entertaining and insightful (we must point out we have been both, and at times in the same post) enough to keep this little labour of blade, Selective Amnesia, alive and kicking, we invite you to do so. Or, using fewer words, ‘Do you want to Guest Blog at Selective Amnesia?’

Basic qualifications we look for in a potential guest blogger(or even, bloggeri. One must not be a misogynist)

• Write. Often, long and competently
• Distinguish between SelAm and Salem
• Swear eternal allegiance to the Man. (Where Man = Chandrachoodan)
• Disrespect all rules, including this one
• Know how to count beyond 5

The question might arise – ‘What’s in it for Uncle Sam, heh?’ We are not sure of Uncle Sam’s stand in this issue, but what you’ll get in return is the fame, popularity and did I mention fame? that comes from writing on a blog where google search referrals far outnumber referrals from other blogs. You also get to balance a chip on your shoulder.

If you can handle the gruelling deadlines (what?) and the large number of comments (well, yes, spam comments. But the operating word is comment) leave one here. Or mail us at the email id given to the right.

Edited and abridged too far

I’m through with it. All. No more short posts. No more throw-away posts.

Except this last one.

A survey about blog readers

Or, in other words, who the eff are you?

If you, my dear readers, have a few minutes to kill, and aren’t doing anything spectacularly important (well – reading Selective Amnesia IS spectacularly important…) , would you folks kindly click on the link below and answer a few dozen boringly simple questions? Just so I know the many kinds of freaks who read/not-read my blog.

Please take the SelAm Blog Reader Project survey.

Some questions (I took the survey myself) have absolutely no reference to India. But that’s okay. We can all pretend we are big-fat Americans for a few minutes a day, can’t we?

Now, I am not sure how answering this survey will help you. But it will help me. So, now, go on and click that link and answer the questions.

Thank you.

Why do I still blog?

Why, because I can get comments like this one, of course. In my hours of gloom and despair, I just have to read Ashok, and others of his ilk, and the world is once more a bright place.

Ashok, replying to my post about an alternative to Flickr, says:

Oh, shut up. Whiner.

Point #2 is bullshit. I receive my flickr comments in indiatimes just fine.

As for the rest… The fact that Flickr is still the most used photo sharing site says it all. Censorship is important after a while. I remember my younger brother accidentally stumbling onto a BDSM pic on Flickr that shocked him out of his skull. Now I don’t know how this is acceptable to you, but it sure as hell not acceptable to millions out there.

So yeah, leave Flickr. Go put your “safe” pictures in pBase or anywhere else and see how long they’ll tolerate it.

Besides, if your pictures are safe… what the hell is your problem? And if they aren’t, do the world a favor and quit flickr.

Thank you, dear Ashok. I have learnt my lesson, and have eaten the humble pie. I shall no more whine.

SelAm gives you head…

...er. Header options.

Like every other blogger, I too have decided to change the header image every few days, depending on how job-less and stupid I am. So, here are the images that I will choose from, for now.

Except for option 1 (which came along with my template) every other photo was shot by me. Rejoice and marvel at my photographic skill. And if you need any of these images, take them. I’d of course appreciate it if you could let me know you are doing that. Just for curiosity’s sake, you know.
If you need more photos, visit my flickr photostream

Got. To. Write. Something.

Three posts currently in draft mode:

1) Why Goundamani and Senthil are geniuses – or the long, boring post on humour
2) More on the Wedding Futures market, answering questions – or the SelAm attempt at going intellectual
3) Theatre of Dionysus – or a post on Greek and Tamil satire.

Meanwhile, subscribe to the Chennai Metblogs. The scene’s going to hot up there, during May.