My mum and my sister are the kinds of people that like buying presents. They like it when we come up as they go a bit nuts spoiling the grandkids rotten which makes for a nice full tree. Every year they ask me what I want for Christmas and every year I've told them the same thing: get something from Oxfam Unwrapped or contribute some money to the bek's New Cintiq fund (my Old Faithful 12WX is getting a bit jittery in its old age, but I need a replacement sometime in the not-too-distant future). So whenever I come home for Christmas I usually end up with a little pile of stuff.
The Gold Box
Setting up Wacom Cintiq 12WX on Ubuntu Studio 14.04
And on goes the love/hate relationship with Linux. Setting up my Cintiq is one of the things that makes me really loathe it and want to go jumping back onto my iMac and ignore the possibility of art on Linux forever. My first attempt was an abysmal fail (I blew up Unity and had to spend a bit of time fixing it and it never completely recovered, and due to the nature of the child who owned that particular machine it ended up with Win7 on it). If I didn't need a Linux server for web dev (which is why I got the laptop) I would have just bought a MacBook.
Don't care about the rambling documentation? No worries, just copy/paste the script. You may need to change some button assignments for your setup.
This is probably not necessary but first I grabbed latest Nvidia drivers.
sudo add-apt-repository ppa:xorg-edgers/ppa -y
sudo apt-get update
sudo apt-get install nvidia-340
Stuff the kids have said recently
7yo (about one of 9yo's friends): He always chases me when I don't want to be chased and doesn't chased me when I do want to be chased! Boys are just like that!
me: It doesn't get any better as you get older.
9yo (watching the Speed Racer movie): It's really bad.
me: Why are you watching it then?
9yo: I'm just watching it so I can go "WHAT?!" at it.
7yo: I'm an acrobat Mummy! I was born to acro!
Blinded by science
[following a discussion about vampires and zombies and what times they're active]
5yo: Mum pretend you're a zombie!
me: I'm too smart to be a zombie.
5yo: Stop blinding me with science!
[not much later]
7yo: I can tell the future! I predict Daddy will be home soon!
me: Will he be wet?
7yo: Maybe a little bit...unless there's an unexpected thunderstorm.
me: If you can tell the future then it shouldn't be unexpected!
7yo: I can't predict thunderstorms!
me: But you can tell the future!
7yo: ...now you're blinding me with science!
me: It's not science it's just logic.
9yo: Why is there a giant spiderweb there? It's really bugging me. Or arachnidding. Or something.
[overheard from the kitchen]
JJ (to 5yo): Don't squirt that. Don't squirt that. STOP GRINNING LIKE THAT YOU'RE GOING TO SQUIRT SOMETHING.
I told 7yo and 5yo they would have to wait a couple of hours for a box of frozen raspberries to defrost.
5yo: How much is a couple?
me: Two. Dua. re.
7yo and 5yo: Doo-wop! Doo-wop! Doo-wop!
me: [laughing too hard to correct them]
JJ: Ahh you've got some crackers there!
5yo: Freshly stolen from the English!
If I had a million dollars...
...I'd be rich.
Every so often JJ and I and various friends would imagine what we would do with lottery winnings in the unlikely event we were to ever win any amount of it never mind the big jackpots. I always used to think that after paying off the house, funnelling some money into the kids bank accounts, possibly going on a holiday with both sets of parents (either individually or in one big group) and putting some aside to make sure we're set up for life, I would donate any left over to charity.
These days I'm not so sure about the charities.