Anna Bell
The Queue: Fel Reaver Sound
Made you look.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’re simultaneously incredibly loud and make the earth shake, but will sneak up behind you and whisper the answer in your ear.
The Queue: Queue’s out for summer!
That’s right, we’re putting behind a fully digital year of distance elementary and preschool, and now my kids are just… directionless urchins who still need my help and guidance at every turn. So, that’s great. At least I don’t need to remember how to do area multiplication ever again.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions, and if they’re about area multiplication, SO HELP ME YOGG…
The Queue: We’ve been trying to reach you about your car’s extended warranty
This is The Queue, where you ask the questions and we supply the answers — as long as you pick up the phone. Why would you even screen your calls? This is important.
The Queue: What a week, huh?
After a long week, Rutherford and I are really looking forward to some well-earned R&R. Because man, has it been a long week.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’ll answer right after this nap. Oh, no time for a nap today? Well, let’s go anyway.
The Queue: And also with you
Is there anything you memorized earlier in your life that no longer remains relevant, but for some reason it has burrowed itself so deeply you cannot forget it, and it sometimes pops out in weird ways?
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we devote the tiny part of our brain that isn’t reciting the Greek alphabet to answering.
The Queue: they screm
Rutherford was just a little bit jealous at first, but now he and Daisy are practically best buddies. I’d be really excited about this, but apparently they’re having another of their zany screaming contests! So glad they’re bonding over being loud!
So. Glad.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and if we get a quiet moment to ourselves we’ll answer them.
The Queue: It is today.
Do the thing. You know the one.
This is The Queue, where we are occasionally mature enough to answer any burning questions you may ask (but only very occasionally).
The Queue: Did someone say snow?
Can’t relate. Unless it’s in video games, of course.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we take a minute to answer before we go take a nap in the hammock.
The Queue: Shots Shots Shots!
I just got my second COVID vaccine a few hours before writing this post and I don’t feel so good, Mr. Stark.
Let’s Queue!
The Queue: Glitteriffic
Ardenweald has no right to be this freakin pretty.
This is The Queue, where we’re just hanging out admiring the view, so we’ll answer any questions you may ask.