So I’m trying to find a decent android application to help me budget and figure out where my cash goes.
Requirements / what I want it to do:
Receipt scanner / photo of item bought
At least the ability to enter in the total for each receipt
Ability to OCR the scanned receipt to scrape information (again, at least the bill)
Ability to tag / categorise spends
So far I have Money Owl:
And also wave receipts
wave has the ability to scan and OCR read the totals from receipts . it does this via the cloud, so it does require a data connection. At present it is FREE for personal use.
Id definitely recommend this app. Most 21st century way of capturing where your money is going. Just what I was looking for!
Apparently, google drive has the ability to ‘scan’ receipts. I have to try this one out!
So thanks for that guys and girls of the interwebs! I almost feel appreciated!
In recognition, I thought I’d list our referrers, and possibly some beep music. Maybe we can become a repository for this kind of stuff.
#0 So you have a shiny new Raspberry Pi, and you want to make some noise?
You can in fact make beep music on the raspberry Pi!
All you need is a Piezo thingy (transducer or beeper or whatever it’s called)
(Available from Maplin in the UK: 3v ceramic Piezo transducer only £1.29 as of 2/2/14!!)
Thanks to Kronalias (is that a linux reference there? `alias kron=’crontab’`)?
I will definetely try all the beep codes that have been submitted in the comments so far on this awesome machine, and I promise to make a video of it if I get three more beep-songs to add to our beep music tracks. (I might even make an Album…on tape cassette [if i can find one haha], or maybe just put it onto a floppy disk if and mail it to you guys [if i can find one that works ROTFL])
#2 The redditors of the web have heard of us!
It must be true if there’s a screencap of it!
#3 We were linked to on Stackoverflow
I can’t be figged to give you that link or clip an image, so here’s a link to another source posted.
#6 And finally, some beep music. From the comments on Linux Beep Music, ‘Easy Mitrontix Billing’
(I have no idea how that passed the spam filter, but I’m glad it did).
He submitted the following, including note frequencies – now I can translate any song!!!
Maybe I’ll write a bash script to automatically do that given the notes interactively.
My friends Pi, after repairs to the sd card holder.
[purple means updated on Sunday Feb 2nd 2014]
The other day a good friend and fellow geek of mine acquaintance was reminding me that it’s not possible to do everything we want to do, and actually harmful to try and shoehorn everything in. Someone told him this, and he passed it along.
Anyway, here’s all the projects that I’d like to complete:
Layout does not work in IE9. – Who cares?! No one likes IE9 anyway!
Embedd/add link to xively
Can we get image of all feeds on one graph?
Change layout to 4 column 3 row to add this?
apply css to sockets page
get that annoying favicon to work! (maybe it doesn’t like the filetype?
save as gif/make it smaller and reupp/change mimetype
Test – new squeezeplayer page needs testing
Develop ?python? code to allow setting of Home Automation parameters
E.g. on/off times per DOW
Write Exponential moving average code to smooth the values. I found the code somewhere…refind and figure out
how to store the data to be ema’d
variable – can bash hold arrays?
rrdtool – effort bruv
use xively api to read old datapoints – ditto
Descriptive weather prediction – e.g. ‘rain coming’ [Just today it rained, so I have worked out the min time resolution needed to predict/try and deduce if it is raining]
Absolute Humidity calculations – output moisture density of air to see how much has been added(RH% is not a good measure of the amount of water bc it’s relative to temperature, and I want to find how wet the air is!)
Solder to Slice of Pi board
i2c LCD Screen:
Connect to Pi on fly lead (attach to pibox?)
Output status – e.g. current sensor data
Output interpreted status – e.g. ‘it’s getting hot in here’, Nice weather coming etc
Implement a simple UI with pushbuttons ->gpio
I actually designed the UI while in a meeting!
functions like shutdown, remote power control, network configuration/join wifi,slimclient/server control?
RFM12b 433mhz wireless transceiver module:
Connect to pi (on fly lead? bad reception has been problematic on the transceiver according to susa.net
Implement data decoding from CurrentCost transmitter
Control remote sockets ala home automation
Streaming Music Server – Plug and play, wireless capable – Using Squeezebox/LogitechMediaServer
Remit: To be able to rock up somewhere, plug in power, and then play music wirelessly from my collection (Extra: stream from the internet if connection available)
Stream music from Pi
Control Music from Nook using Squeezebox Android app
Stream music to my Hauppage MediaMVP (wirelessly [using WEP])
Got MediaMVP to boot from Pi when pi was using wired network
tftpd-hpa (modify to port 16869)
wrote init.d script for mvprelay to startup and point to ip address of pi
Need to find a way of dynamically setting ip
(altho when setup on wifi, up of pi will be statically fixed)
downloaded mvpmc image to boot on the MVP
wrote a dongle.bin.config file for the MVP to load it’s config at boot and start the squeezebox ‘mclient’
this should enable headless playback, so won’t need a tv screen for Video
made a dongle.bin.ver file using dd
It wouldn’t boot over the network bridge. It talked to mvprelay using UDP; tftpd-hpa gave ‘ACK connection refused, could not read’ weird errors when it tried to download the files. My laptop however could suck the files up no problem. Weirdness!
Todo: investigate settings on Bridge AP looking at what happens to BC packets. And also check DHCP relay settings. I think they might be flooding the network somewhat.
Setup Pi hostapd: Configure the dhcpd config file
Repair the wifi dongle: The usb socket is no longer solidly connected!! Need to dremmel the plastic off and resolder, then melt and reattach the plastic, (it’s meltable) but a lot tighter this time!
Get the donle working ok in debian/raspbian. (haha, good luck)
I can’t do it all………………….
at least not all today!
Actually, part of me likes it going slowly (certainly a surprise to the rest of me!). Time to mull things over, make decisions, come up with sketched designs and sometimes even pseudocode/real code.
Seems to have it’s advantages not trying to do everything right now at least haha.
Originally I wasn’t really into add ins then i got into trying loads of add ins and eventuallyi have whittled it back to the few firm favourites/favorites for the americans.
[i was going to del fav bit but then I noticed that my firefox dictionary is still set to US because of it (which is what happened back in 2009 too haha)
ubiquity beta addon for firefox - run, send email, new calendar event, update twitter. have not tried this yet. Read about it here: http://www.ghacks.net/2008/08/26/mozilla-labs-ubiquity-is-a-firefox-killer-application/ or at mozzy labs: http://labs.mozilla.com/2008/08/introducing-ubiquity/ [2014 Ubiquity has died, but you can still install the addon (download using the bitbucket link)]: https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/mozilla-labs-ubiquity/
Favourites/remember this website
Taboo – one click remember this, timeline
Readitlaterlist.com Now Getpocket.com – my cuurent fav [2014: Still using it today]
Tab kit [Plus]- organizer of tabs
[2014 I haven't used this in a while]
[New for 2013: Firefox: TooManyTabs https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/toomanytabs-saves-your-memory]
Testing this one right now!
[2014 Tab Manager]
Awesome enables Tabs of Tabs (another tab bar above so you can group tabs into projects, subjects etc)
however not available for latest firefox and the other versions are buggy/not working.
[New for 2014: Chrome: OneTab http://www.one-tab.com/ ]
There really is one tab to rule them all!Fold all open tabs down to one and free all that memory. Edit what’s ‘open’, leave it just as a single tab, or reopen (one by one or all).
I NEED to test this one when I switch back to Chrome!
Session Manager – protector and saver of tabs! [2014: integrated session managers are pretty comprehensive now!]
Download Them All
[2014:Still very useful last time I used it a few years ago, but internet speeds have increased monumentally since 2009, so much so that download managers are not needed for that anymore. It's still a brilliant tool for downloading all images from a page for example]
So, just before I went to secondary school (age 12+) for the first time, we went to a covie camp. This was important for one main reason. During one of the sermons, we were shown a film, and whilst watching, I had an moment of absolute clarity, and total conviction. Christianity is true, there is a God, and he does love me. You know, typing that will never not be strange.
I broke down crying. I remember that moment as if it were an hour ago. I became a Christian. So, in a weird sort of way, my parent’s divorce kinda led me to converting to Christianity.
About year two or three of secondary school, I started going to visit the school counsellor. I remember nothing of those visits, only that they were helpful. During that time, I shunned friends, and mainly stayed in the school libary during my free time, or read books. I used books as an escape, leaving this world for different ones, preferring anything strange or different. I stripped through crime, fantasy and science fiction books rapidly. I also volunteered to help in the school library, putting books away, keeping it tidy and neat.
At some point, the school counsellor left, and a new one arrived. I didn’t gel with the new counsellor at all, and so didn’t go back. That would be my last counselling session for quite some time. Time passed.
At some point during this time, I felt snubbed by the librarian, a silly thing, I felt I’d been passed over for some additional responsibility. Additionally, I had a very brief ‘girlfriend’ and a relationship that I wouldn’t really engage at all with. That also led to an embarassing suituation a little while later, which I won’t repeat, which helped solidify my intent to remain a bachelor for some time, and would be the only time I briefly had a girlfriend, or any sort of significant other, to date.
I switched from volunteering at the school libary, to helping out in the school IT suite, spending any spare time playing with the computers. I was the source of at least two spates of communication tools getting around the IT department’s lockouts to prevent them, since I just continually played with the sandbox I was given. For those geeks, at this point we were running windows XP. I however didn’t keep my mouth shut about the ways to talk to other pcs, and they spread like wildfire around the school, till they were locked down.
That was the first point I really got interested in computers.
During all this time, we had an… interesting contact schedule. Dad got us 2 and a half weekends out of every 4, and a weekday evening. We were with mum the rest of the time. Dad was at this point working for Kleeneze, delivering catelogs and taking orders. Since mum and dad didn’t really get on, or talk that much at all, we had basically different responsibilities and rules at each place. To an extent, we just got used to it. Mum and dad took turns to have us christmas, with the other parent having us over new year.
New year 2000, the milienium, I was at a relatively boring party at my church. I never did really get the whole new year thing, and to this day I still don’t.
Eventually, I did A-levels. I am the proud bearer of 2 A levels in vocational Information Comunication Technology, or in other words, how to use Microsoft Word. I only got a C in that, mainly because I was bored out of my mind, and the spec was just a bit mad. We did get taught some useful snippets though, I learnt basic binary and database normalisation. That was also the first time I created a website.
This is the second part of my autobiography write-up. If you’ve not read this before, start here.
For James, mainly, I’ve put way more emotional information in here, and stuff about how the divorce affected me, and continues to affect me, than I planned. So, if you’re a potential (or current) employer reading this, know I’ve gotten past all of this, and I’m working really hard to heal the scars my childhood left me. This isn’t really for you, it’s for him.
Dad reminded me of something that happened during the divorce. We were playing in the garden with some of my cousins, in fact on this climbing frame dad had got us:
Let’s call her Terri. We were all playing on the frame, and she was hanging like a monkey, from the very top. However, she got stuck, couldn’t find a purchase, or climb off, and her hand was slipping. I got to the top, and grabbed onto her hand, hard, wouldn’t let it slip, and shouted for the others to go get help. Help came, no-one was hurt, although I might have hurt her hand not letting it slip!
Terri went on to become an *awesome* climber, and is in fact still the strongest climber of the lot of us, so no harm done.
Moving on! Mum and Dad both changed churches (we’re a christian family), related to the divorce. Mum eventually remarried. Dad’s church had a ‘covie camp’, basically a load of us went off with loads of other kids, and we did fun stuff, like go to a Gladiators TV filming, swimming pools and other really awesome things. It was a christian camp, so every night there’d be a sermon and other things going on. As we didn’t have much money at all, neither mum nor dad, church members paid for us to go, something I’ll always be grateful for.
I guess, if we go offtopic for a second, this is may be an affect of divorce some people don’t realise. Both mum and dad were spending most of their resources trying to bring us up, and give us a good place to stay whilst we were staying with each other. Divorce splits assets, and everyone has to spend more.
Throughout this period, mum leaned on me more than she should have, and I had a constant want for my parents to get back together. I knew, in my head, that it was impossible, but in my heart I just wanted it like it was before. Looking back, what I really wanted was what I had thought of as a safe place, a safe and stable time before everything changed. I also had a constant want to help my dad, I knew he was unhappy, and wanted to help, but couldn’t do anything. Also, I felt responsible for Garreth, my little brother, though we fought and argued just like most young children. This responsibility would imprint on me, to the point that to an extent I still feel responsible for him, and try to look out for him, when he’s with me.
During this period, I had real trouble handling my emotions, loosing control of them now and again. I was basically bottling everything up inside me, till it exploded. The explosions would be anger, and would blow up physically; it would be rare that I wouldn’t damage something or hurt somebody. After an explosion I’d be wracked with intense and overwhelming guilt and sadness.
During one of these instances, in Junior school, I remember I got into a fight with someone in the playground, and hurt them. I was called into the head-teachers office, and she basically said that there were other kids who were in worse suituations, I should just deal with it. Looking back, I’m just a little angry at that, all it did was make me internalise it all, and try to bottle it more. Just what I needed.
These spates continued till I was about 13, I eventually hurt a kid quite badly at school, to the point he was hospitalised and had a few stiches, as I’d trapped his thumb in a door. The secondary school of course reacted, but not how you’d think. I was put on a grade of emotional monitoring, having to meet with my tutor and set goals. The teachers also kept an eye on me to an extent. At that point I basically remapped the ‘fight’ explosion instinct to a ‘flight’ instinct, something that would stick with me, to the point if I have a anxiety attack for any reason now, or get into any sort of conflict suituation, I’ll run.
One last thing that was left in me during this period, was the following:
argument == conflict == threat == RUN (== being Equal To)
The covie camps we went to as kids were really fun, and eventually would go on to have a *massive* impact in my life, again changing me. But, I’ll talk about that in the next part: To Be Continued.
A friend asked me to tell him about my life, some of the stuff I’ve gone through. I’m a bit nervous about putting it online, since there’s security implications, and I totally don’t want to sound narcissistic. I’ve changed some facts, and not put some in for aforementioned security reasons. This is of course from my point of view, and has my bias, and will be text, lots and lots of text.
So, if you’re sitting comfortably, I shall begin.
I was born in 1987, in a snowy city overseas, in a British Military Hospital, as dad was an army nurse. This has made life a little more interesting than normal, as technically, I’m not English, Welsh, Scottish or (Northen) Irish, but British. My place of birth always makes official people raise an eyebrow. My brother (Garreth) was born around 19 months after me, in a standard english hospital.
My first memory was, amusingly, swimming with a plastic lifebelt around me, in a hot sunny cyprus, quite young, thinking “I won’t remember this”.
I have broken and scattered memories of my childhood until my late teens really. If I dig really hard I can pull out more fragments, but not many. Quite a lot of my early history I mainly know through childhood photos, and the stories my parents told me.
Dad was posted to Cyprus a couple of times, we went with him and mum when we were quite young, pre-school age. A couple of funny stories I’ve been told; there’s a photo somewhere of me *just* as I bite into a lemon. My face says it all, EWWWW! I did go on to love the taste of lemons and sour things though, so something imprinted
Another story, one time myself and Garreth somehow managed to climb up and grab dad’s car keys from a key hook on a wall. We then managed to open the car, and successfully start the engine. Bear in mind, this was whilst we were in cyprus, so only 5 or so at the time
Dad left the army, relatively soon after we started school, he and mum didn’t want us to grow up as army kids, and he didn’t really fit into the army, from what he told us. Mum at this point was also apparently quite unhappy.
At age 8, my parents started divorcing, a process that took a few years. I have a few visible memories during this period, of a social worker asking us who we wanted to live with, and mum coming home one day, and telling us it was over. I also remember one or two fights between my parents, and suspect I heard/saw far more that were supressed.
The most powerful memory I have during that period, was clinging onto my dad, as he was dropping me off in the school playground, not wanting to ever let go, not wanting to leave him, at the start of a Junior school day. I would have been around 8 or 9 at this point. They somehow managed to get me separated, dad left, and me into a quiet office. I fought, hard, wriggling whilst someone held me, trying to calm me. Eventually someone said ‘Johnathon, you hurt me!’, and instantly I calmed. I never wanted to hurt anyone, ever, I just wanted to be with Dad.
That divorce would go on to shape me, to an extent I’m only now realising.
It actually was telling the truth, the disks listed in /boot/grub/device.map were wrong. Replaced /dev/disk/by-id/serial-of-drive with /dev/sda. Worked.
Whilst researching this problem, I did run into a similar debian bug, but it wasn’t relevant. In case you’re interested, it’s about LVM drives, and it’s here: http://bugs.debian.org/cgi-bin/bugreport.cgi?bug=673573