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Dewey – Spokane, WA

“What are you taking pictures of?”

Caught off guard that the man walking opposite us on a downtown sidewalk said anything to me, I looked up and made eye contact with the inquisitor.

“Oh… just whatever inspires me.”

I wasn’t sure how to answer, as I hadn’t taken a ton of photographs that morning; I was just holding my camera should the opportunity arise.

“You want to take a picture of me?” he asked.

“Well, sure,” I replied. “Is there a way I can get the photo to you if I take one?” I asked habitually — a habit I picked up from a good friend.

“EMAIL!!” he answered, excitedly.

I asked him what his name was and he told me “Dewey”. I got his email address and asked him how his day was going. He told me it was his day off, that he was a boxer and that he was on his way to church.

“Our Lady Guadalupe… Roman Catholic!” he boasted. I told him I thought that was great.

As I pulled my camera up to my eye to make necessary adjustments to my settings, Dewey pulled up a book I hadn’t noticed to that point in our conversation. Based on his expressed destination, I’d assumed it was his copy of the Bible. It wasn’t until I had stopped looking at settings to actually look through the viewfinder that I noticed it wasn’t.

Portland, OR to Moscow, ID

This past weekend I traveled with two of my roommates to Portland, Oregon for the first time in any of our lives. Portland is home to more hipsters per capita than any other city on Earth, I’m quite sure. My seven-and-a-half-month-old beard was child’s play by comparison to most beards I saw, mustaches abounded, and I saw a guy riding a unicycle for transportation (which is wildly inefficient, but apparently extremely hip).

The drive between Moscow and Portland is simply beautiful. Most of the journey is on Interstate 84 which was built along the divider of Oregon and Washington: the Columbia River. About half of the time spent on 84, travelers are in a gorge, and on a clear day you can see Mt. Hood from the road.

While it wasn’t clear enough to see Mt. Hood, the weather was quite cooperative on our drive home, and I took the clear skies as an opportunity to take some video with my phone*. The beauty I passed through yesterday was too nice to keep to myself, so I put a video on YouTube for all to enjoy. It’s my first video to publish in a very long time, so do be gracious if it isn’t up to par.

*I made a video using my cell phone. I don’t want to breeze past that. We live in the future, people.

night snow

The snow here in Moscow, ID hasn’t really let up since my white post a couple weeks ago. Most of the days since then it has warmed up enough during the day to keep the city maneuverable. This is good for people whose cars aren’t literally covered in snow, but it’s sad for those who appreciate the day-long snow in the trees (if the roads are clean, so too are the trees).

However the past few days have stayed quite cold, enabling Moscow’s smallest tree branches to hang on to their cold blanket throughout the day and night. As such, I was able to take a midnight walk a couple nights ago, and take photos of my town by moon and street light. When nearly everything is covered in snow, it is remarkably bright. I love it.

twitter etiquette

The phrase “better late than never” comes to mind, here. I realize that twitter is no new thing, and that the most appropriate time for a post like this would have been about three years ago. But I do believe that this post is quite necessary. Each rule I’m about to discuss is one I’ve seen broken by at least one of the 160 people I follow. Someone’s got to say something, and I don’t mind being the one saying it..

So read on, see where you’ve botched it, then go and sin no more.

ON TWEETING
Certainly twitter wouldn’t exist if people didn’t tweet. It is, in fact, the sole purpose of the website. But there is such a reality as “too much of a good thing”, and some folks fill the twittersphere with too much of their own content (and to even say that some of it is “good” is a gross exaggeration). People do want to hear from you… but they don’t want to hear from you that much.

What then, is an acceptable number of tweets per day? After much consideration, conversation, and thought, I’ve come to the answer: five, tops.

Now that doesn’t mean that you have to tweet five times a day. Most days you shouldn’t. But there are instances when 5 tweets are acceptable: you’re on an awesome trip to an objectively fascinating location or your spouse is having a surgery and you’re updating friends and family.

As far as content is concerned, it should go without saying that things like “good morning”, “putting on my socks”, and most food-related tweets are not the best use of your twitter potential… but I’ll say it anyway.

ON AT-MENTIONING
For those who don’t know, at-mentioning people simply links to their page by using their twitter name. It seems innocent enough, but there are ways this seemingly harmless feature can be abused:

For example, many-a-twitter user has been guilty of using at-mentioning as a modern manifestation of an age-old bad habit: name dropping. They’ll tweet something like:

“At Cool Place with @CoolGuy, @AwesomeGuy, and @HotGirl… so awesome, bro.”

Now the sole motivation for posting something of this nature is to ensure that your followers see how awesome you are, because you’re friends with Cool Guy, Awesome Guy, and Hot Girl (not to mention you spend time at Cool Place). It may have an undesirable side effect though: people may think you’re gross if you make a habit of telling them how wonderfully popular you are. (Note: If you are roommates with Cool Guy and Awesome Guy, and you’re dating Hot Girl, this is more acceptable.)

Another common mistake people make with at-mentions is to carry on back-and-forth conversations with people on twitter. That’s what cell phones are for. I’m not implying that you have to talk to your friend (God forbid), you can text them, but don’t have the conversation on twitter for the world to see. Use direct messages if you don’t have their number. It’ll be okay.

ON RETWEETING
One of the highest honors a twitter user can be given is to be retweeted by his or her followers. The idea is that your content was so helpful, funny, informative, or important (not to mention well-said), that they wanted to share it with their followers. Thankfully, there isn’t a whole lot of foul play going on in regards to retweeting, but there is one huge no-no that — while less prevelent than it once was — still dirties up the sphere (aka twitter litter). It goes like this.

Guy One tweets to Guy Two:

@GuyTwo: I just read your blog post; it was AWESOME!”

So far, so good. Nothing wrong with paying someone a compliment on twitter. Here comes the no-no: Guy Two retweets Guy One to make sure all of his followers see it, and adds a comment:

RT @GuyOne: @GuyTwo: I just read your blog post; it was AWESOME! // thanks man!”

Now that is just tacky. Don’t retweet people’s compliments to you. Get over yourself, Guy Two. Seriously.

ON FOLLOWING/UNFOLLOWING
Among my favorite things about twitter is that I can follow someone without their having to follow me back, and visa-versa. So I can follow @kanyewest, and he doesn’t have to follow me back, and @BarackObama can follow me, and I don’t have to follow him back.

However, this point is one of much contention among twitter users, particularly when it comes to unfollowing people. I’ve had countless real-life conversations with people on the subject matter of whether or not it is acceptable to unfollow people on twitter. Some think it appropriate only in cases where you don’t personally know the user you’re unfollowing (like when I unfollowed @BarackObama).

I take it a step further and say it is okay to unfollow anybody, even someone whom you enjoy a great deal in real life. If their content is consistently terrible, and they tweet 10-15 times a day… unfollow them. Tell them I said it was okay.

Now I realize that being unfollowed is a blow to the pride. I’ve lost some 30+ followers in the past year, and it stings a little, but that’s one of the beauties of twitter: follow who you want, don’t follow who you don’t.

IN CONCLUSION
Oliver Wendell Holmes — who lived during most of the 1800′s and grew to be quite old — said, “young men know the rules, but old men know the exceptions.”

I realize that there are exceptions to most rules, and that some of the guidelines I’ve laid out here have potential to fall under the “most” umbrella. However generally speaking, the things I’ve said here are true and ought to be adhered to as strictly as is humanly possible. Do your followers a favor, people.

Post written by D.O., who blogs for online diary for the masses, and tweets at @derrickoliver.

white

Sunday afternoon I drove with the windows down through a clear-skied, sunny Moscow, ID. Monday afternoon, a group of friends and I played disc golf at an area park until dusk. Both luxuries afforded me by the early and mild winter we’ve had this year. When my alarm clock sounded at 6:30 on Tuesday morning, I looked out the window and said, “shut up” to nobody, expressing my disbelief at what was outside my window: snow. Lots of it.

Every time we get a fresh coat of snow, I’m constantly drawn to how the flakes find homes on the smallest of things: thin gate wiring, tiny tree branches, and long power lines. As my eyes are almost constantly on these small rows of snow, the good news of Isaiah 1:18 is often on my mind during early snowy mornings: “Come now, let us reason together, says the LORD: though your sins are like scarlet,they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.”

Thankful for reminders like these.