Weekend Update

August 30, 2009 by Dave Ross

Got a lot of stuff done this weekend. I even found time for a nap.

  • Installed Snow Leopard on both of my Mac Minis. I’m afraid to put it on my laptop just yet because I rely on it for work.
  • Updated Dave’s WordPress Live Search to display thumbnail images and excerpts. I should be releasing v1.7 in the next few days
  • Cleaned the cat shelter with Amy
  • Took a four hour nap with all three cats
  • Drove out to my folks’ place and upgraded Dad’s computer from 256MB of RAM to 2GB.
  • Replaced the dimmer switch in our basement. Got a spiffy digital dimmer that works a hell of a lot better than the old dimmer, with the bonus that it doesn’t make a loud electrical crackle when you turn down the lights
  • Put two Keynote presentations together for this week’s PHP & Web Development Meetup
  • Watched four episodes of Star Trek: the Next Generation Season 1, the first six episodes of Doctor Who’s “Key to Time” story arc, and the first four episodes of The Young Ones 2nd season with Amy
  • Learned that Porky the Pig was originally supposed to be teamed up with a chicken named Beans
 

Tweeting inanity, and why it’s a good thing

August 3, 2009 by Dave Ross
In some circles, Twitter’s got a bad reputation. The popular service can’t escape its reputation as the place to tell everyone in your circle of friends that you’re eating a cheeseburger or going to the bathroom. I see this dismissal a lot on Reddit, a social news site I frequent. It dawned on me the other day, though, that the inanity on Twitter may be its biggest strength, and the one of the main reasons they’ve grown popular.
But before I go into all that, I want to talk about my mom. She calls every weekend to touch base on what’s going on in our lives, and to share all the trips to the doctor, painting classes, and vacations that make up hers. She always sounded disappointing when I told her my wife & I weren’t doing much. Truthfully, we’re busy as heck between work, school, the cat shelter, and running a household, but I never thought she’d be interested in the daily crap. A few months ago, I decided to start sharing some of the inanity — where we had for dinner, the meetups I attended, how many loads of laundry I got through — and I think her view of my life changed. Strangely, sharing some of the inane details of my life must have made me seem more more three dimensional, and certainly less like I was holding things back from her.
Back to Twitter. Many of my Twitter followers know me in real life. They didn’t just friend me for my pithy observations about life as a web developer, they want to know what I’m up to. The co-workers I follow suddenly want more out of life than delivery of that big project: they want iPhones, they have romantic dinners, and they want their kid to get that scholarship. Oprah, Brad Pitt, and even Buzz Aldrin have astronomical (heh) numbers of followers because people appreciate short glimpses into another person’s life. It makes us feel closer to each other. Following celebrities on Twitter is no different than reading about them in People — some people don’t get it, but gossip publications bring in a lot of dough.
The criticism, I think, comes from people who live in a very logical, black-and-white world. Geeks are notoriously bad at understanding emotions. What I’m talking about, though, is a completely emotional phenomenon. That’s why Twitter is a bigger hit on Oprah than on Reddit.

(Written on the plane to San Jose)

In some circles, Twitter’s got a bad reputation. The popular service gets characterized as the place to tell everyone in your circle of friends that you’re eating a cheeseburger or going to the bathroom. It dawned on me the other day, though, that the inanity on Twitter may be its biggest strength, and the one of the main reasons they’ve grown popular.

But before I go into all that, I want to talk about my mom. She calls every weekend to touch base on what’s going on in our lives, and to share what’s going on in hers. She always sounded disappointed when I told her my wife & I weren’t doing much. Truthfully, we’re busy as heck between work, school, the cat shelter, and running a household, but I never thought she’d be interested in the daily crap. A few months ago, I decided to start sharing some of the mundanity — what we had for dinner, the meetups I attended, how many loads of laundry I got through — and I think her view of my life changed. Strangely, sharing some of the inane details of my life must have made me seem more three dimensional, and certainly less like I was holding things back from her.

Back to Twitter. Many of my Twitter followers know me in real life. They didn’t just friend me for my pithy observations about life as a web developer, they want to know what I’m up to. The co-workers I started following suddenly wanted more out of life than delivery of that big project: they want iPhones, they have romantic dinners, and they want their kid to get that scholarship. Oprah, Brad Pitt, and even Buzz Aldrin have astronomical (heh) numbers of followers because people appreciate glimpses into a famous person’s life. It makes us feel closer to each other. Following celebrities on Twitter is no different than reading about them in People — some people don’t get it, but gossip magazines bring in a lot of dough.

The criticism, I think, comes from people who live in a very logical, black-and-white world. Geeks are notoriously bad at understanding emotions. What I’m talking about, though, is a completely emotional phenomenon, which explains why Twitter’s a bigger hit on Oprah than on Reddit.