PSA: A Wild Peanut Gallery is On the Loose

Wild Peanut Wanted Poster

It has come to our attention that the Studio’s resident evil genius, THE PEANUT GALLERY, has escaped wandered out of his laboratory and into public spaces.  If you spot this individual, DO NOT ENGAGE; he is highly intelligent and should under no circumstances be taken lightly.  Merely call the number on the poster, and a team of highly trained professionals will be dispatched immediately.

Thank you for your cooperation in this matter.

~The Studio Management


*This is a joke.  Peanut isn’t wild, and the number is a total fake.

February 22, 2016 at 12:00 pm 5 comments

To the dear St. Valentine…

Aah… the good Saint Valentine.  Patron saint of bees.  and epilepsy.  And the plague.  Nice guy, huh?  Besides that, I’m trying to do a bi-weekly post, because obviously weekly wasn’t working out.  I’m a busy IB student.  woot

February 14, 2016 at 7:47 pm Leave a comment

Watch out

Dear Readers and other minions,

We am sorry to inform you that your otherwise peaceful lives will be destroyed.  There has been a break out in the expirement lab, and we am informing you of a necessary lock down of your homes.  Be aware of yellow bodies, green monsters.  Green monsters explode and the yellow ones are just annoying.  Please go to your local bomb cellars for safety.  Updates will continue as possible.



P.S.- Failure to comply with this order will result in being evicted.


January 15, 2016 at 4:33 pm Leave a comment

How to Become a Programmer, or The Art of Googling Well

Very good points. . . Always remember the power of Google!


*Note: Please read all italicized technical words as if they were in a foreign language.

The fall semester of my senior year, I was having some serious self-confidence issues. I had slowly come to realize that I did not, in fact, want to become a researcher. Statistics pained me, and the seemingly endless and fruitless nature of research bored me. I was someone who was driven by results – tangible products with deadlines that, upon completion, had a binary state: success, or failure. Going into my senior year, this revelation was followed by another. All of my skills thus far had been cultivated for research. If I wasn’t going into research, I had… nothing.

At a liberal arts college, being a computer science major does not mean you are a “hacker”. It can mean something as simple as, you were shopping around different departments, saw a command line for the…

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October 31, 2014 at 1:02 am Leave a comment

The Great Out Doors…

Sorry bout the long wait for this, but I didn’t finish it before I went out. Now I’m back, and River’s FINALLY stopped yelling at me, but MAN! the things I saw out there… well got to go. Time to figure out what to do with my mind. Should be able to get the rest out soon.

An atypical day in the studio starts out even more unusually than normal.  Well, atypical at the Studio means fairly normal in other terms.  Oh, well…  Here’s the beginning.
Peanut, lying in bed at the beginning of the day:  *sigh*  I suppose I have to get up.
Conscience: Get up and seize the day!!
Evil:  Get up and kidnap the day for hostage money!!
Peanut:  Umm… guys, you can’t kidnap a day, much less for hostage money.
Evil: Oh.
*2 hours later, after breakfast*
Evil:  I propose for the day, we go outside!
Conscience: umm… Doesn’t River say we aren’t aloud out.  Shoot, we aren’t even allowed to open the front door!!
Peanut:  While you two argue over this, I’m going to ask if we can look outside.
Evil:  Why didn’t we think of that?
Conscience:  We were arguing.
Evil: Ya don’t say, dipwit. It was a rhetorical question.
*meanwhile, Peanut talks to River*
Peanut: RIVER!!!!
River: *appears instantly* What.
Peanut: Can I go outside?
River: You ask to go outside?!? NEVA!!!!!11!!!!1!!!
Peanut: Why?
River: *blink*blink* Ermm… well.. Hate ta break it to you, but there isn’t really.. any..thing..out.there…
Peanut: Exactly!!! I can go mess around out there and no one gets hurt!!
River: Umm..Peanut.. There is literally NOTHING out there, no ground, no air, nothing.
Peanut: Please recall: MAGIC STUDIO!
River: No.
*bout 2 hours later*
Peanut: C’mon you two.
Conscience: Where are we going?
Peanut: Outside!
Conscience: But River said-
Evil: *innocently* River’s working on her hovercraft.
Peanut: *smiles* She won’t even notice we left.
*In the hallway by the door*
Conscience: We really shouldn’t do this…
Peanut: Oh? And why’s that?
Conscience: Be-because River told you not to..
Peanut: So? If you didn’t notice, we more or less do our own things here!
Conscience: I DON’T WANNA DIE!!!!
Evil: *slight laugh, drools*
Peanut: Oh, don’t worry! I can sustain air around us! Besides, we’re in space suits remember?
Conscience: Still…
Evil faints
Conscience: *props Evil up, and turns his the air tank*
Peanut: Much better. I can feel the evilness flowing back to me. *opens door*

September 9, 2014 at 10:24 am Leave a comment

The internet hates us. TT_TT

Dear readers–picture, if you will, this scene. A meeting here at the Studio, with birds singing, the sun shining, Koko and Peanut plotting dastardly things behind our backs, and Emi and Purin squabbling like bad-tempered cats and dogs.

In other words, the usual. Now add to this scene a dutiful little member, booting up a computer with the good-natured intention of writing a post to assure you all that we have not, in fact, been disbanded*, fired by the higher ups**, or locked into my never-ending closet by Peanut***…

Continue Reading June 9, 2014 at 8:31 pm Leave a comment

So after a looong period of silence, there’s a couple of updates:

  • Hours have been cut.  We’re not meeting at all for the summer, as many of our members help with children’s tech programs when school is out.  When we reconvene during the fall, we’ll meet for an hour a week.
  • This means that projects will be more individual and less ambitious–something that can be completed in an hour or two rather than four or twelve or twenty-four.
  • Our next project will involve gnomes!

Have you heard of gnoming?  It’s a prank where people steal garden gnomes, send them around the world, and send the gnome back to the owners with pictures.  The prank inspired the Travelocity gnome, I think.  Dots brought us little gnomes as souvenirs a week ago, and they will be making an appearance soon!

May 22, 2014 at 9:45 pm Leave a comment

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