Anna Bell
The Queue: Daylight Saving Edition
I grew up in rural Upstate New York — so Upstate we stubbornly called it Central New York, like that doesn’t mean Broadway to everyone else. The house I grew up in was literally across the road from a corn field. As a result I have a lot of love for family farmers, their struggles, and the things they have to do to maintain a living.
But two weeks out of every year… eh.
This is The Queue, where you ask questions and we pretend we’re not too sleepy to answer them until we adjust to the time change.
The Queue: Tuesday Party edition
It’s RC’s birthday, and that’s more than enough excuse for a party. After the past few weeks I kinda feel like we need it.
This is The Queue, where you give us questions, and then when we open them there’s just a smaller question and a smaller question until we finally give up on giving a concise answer and it’s mostly cleanup.
The Queue: I just can’t quit you
I’m not sure what it is about The Long Dark that keeps me coming back. I know I should be collecting more vessels to do more Visions, but I just keep tromping through the snow, getting eaten by wolves. Oddly, I think no small part of it is this art style. There are both sweeping vistas and small groupings of objects in still life that could be paintings in their own right. Unfortunately, the reason this particular shot is blurry around the edges giving a kinda of tilted depth of field effect is because I’m literally freezing to death, but isn’t it pretty?
This is The Queue, where you Q us and we supply the A. We’re talking about Steamy Romance Novels today, so at least something here is keeping warm.
The Queue: Monday-est Tuesday ever.
Don’t mind us, we’re just farming a few raids for pets and transmog before the ol weekly reset tomorrow and– what do you mean it’s today? Ugh, why didn’t you warn me?
This is The Queue, and while I get my bearings we’ll answer a few questions.
The Queue: He finally did it.
Cory’s been trying to earworm me since he got the Queue gig, and he finally hit my secret weakness: musical theater. Now I’m trying to slap together a coherent Queue after singing karaoke for three hours. The neighbor’s dogs are howling. My family is awake. In the distance, sirens. I’m definitely not allowed in that Applebees’ ever again.
Worth it.
Patch 8.3 Pet Battles: Take out the denizens of the Void in the Vale in one easy pet
The Queue: Baby Shark
It is morning, and I’ve already heard this song roughly seven thousand times. I am not, however, allowed to sing along with it, because my four year old is a harsher critic than any voice teacher I’ve ever had.
This is the Queue, where you ask us questions and we try to answer before the next earworm hits.
The Queue: FLOWER CROWNS
Sorry, I’ve been super busy lately. No, no, not running around Kalimdor visiting random people to get all the flower crowns. Of course not. Something else, probably.
Hey, I definitely have time to answer some questions while I’m not on a flight from Uldum to Feralas, so let’s get to Queuein’!
The Queue: Great Worm From Beyond
It’s all fun and games until this dude shows up.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we answer them with a sinuous hellbeast breathing down our necks.



