Anna Bell
The Queue: It’s Fall Picture Day!
This morning I got information from my daughter’s school about picture day, and I swear coffee came out of my nose. I don’t know why I think that’s so starkly funny — in this economy? in a pandemic? — but any kind of laugh to get you through the day.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we put on our best smile and answer them.
The Queue: I’m not tired, you’re tired.
What? No, it’s fine, I just need to get some coffee and we’ll get this Queue started! Oh, I forgot to turn on the coffee pot? Details, details.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’re definitely awake long enough to answer them.
The Queue: It’s Fall?
I know the jokes about it still being April are going to get old one day, but I’m pretty sure that day is sometime in 2021.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we give you answers that hopefully have more meaning than the concept of time does right now.
The Queue: Take a break
We’re at the point of quarantine where I’m so desperate for a vacation that I’ve been asking — maybe even begging — my kids to go spend the night with me in a tent outside. They are not at all into it. I don’t fully blame them, since where we live it is uncomfortably hot and sticky, and it’s been raining for the past two days, but still. Since our summer vacation usually involves a road trip with fast food and gas station snacks I’ve also been craving Burger King. I finally broke down and got some gummi bears, but it just isn’t the same.
This is The Queue, where you ask questions and it’s my job to answer them, even though I really need a vacation. No offense.
The Queue: My Best Friend
Friendship ended with Rutherford, now Ms. Parton is my new best friend.
Please don’t tell Rutherford I said that. Ms. Parton is blonde and beautiful, but she really can’t tank.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions, and we have answers (we hope).
The Mission Table gets a much-needed glow up in Shadowlands, and it looks like an Auto Battler
The Queue: Hello Darkness, My Old Friend
Record scratch I bet you’re wondering how I got myself into this situation. Me, too.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we try to piece together the answers best we can.
The Queue: Bangin
We’ve been in quarantine for nearly five months now, and it’s at the point where I have to talk myself out of cutting my own bangs on nearly a daily basis. I told myself I would wait until the salons were safe to visit, and I know if I do it myself I’m going to really mess them up, but honestly, if I cut them they would’ve grown out already. Twice.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions to distract us long enough to steal the shears while we answer.
The Queue: Escapism
The issue I’m finding with escapism in times of crisis is that, for me, it tends to make the tough things tougher to start when I actually get around to doing them. But for now, I’m a faerie princess floating around a mystical blue landscape. It’s cool, I don’t have to order school supplies for de facto homeschool until after I stop glittering, which will be never. Ah, Ardenweald.
This is The Queue, where you ask me questions and I definitely don’t put off answering them until the very last minute.



