Cory Taylor

Man, this was a slow weekend for the Queue! Is it nice outside or something? I know that where I live there are lots of people really tied up in the whole hockey situation, and I guess Father’s day must’ve had a hand in it too…

Weird! Time for the Queue.

What are you hiding!?

This is — The Queue!

Bawk bawk bok! Cluck, bok — cluck!

Ba-gawk!!

Buc cluck bawk bawk, cluck bakok buk — bak bawk!

Once again we’ve come to another holiday — at least if you live in the States. For Canucks like myself it’s just another Monday. Although last week we had a holiday and y’all didn’t, so I guess we’re even.

I will miss the ability to sleep in though.

While I try and get a few more minutes of sleep, it’s time for — The Queue!

Once upon a time, a horse walked into a bar and asked the bartender for a drink, as one does. Well, not horses usually, but just go with me. Anyway, this horse asks this bartender for a drink which is a normal occurrence because the bartender asks the horse, “Say you’re in here kind of a lot buddy, do you think that you might be an alcoholic?” This question gives the horse a ibt of a pause before it responds “Gee, I don’t think I am…” When suddenly — poof!! The horse vanishes from existence.

You see, this is a play on the famous line of philosophical thinking by Rene Descartes that “I think, therefore I am” The horse said I don’t think I am and thus must not have been. However, if I explained this to you earlier it would’ve been putting Descartes before the horse.

This is all a long and roundabout way of saying, I’m pretty sure I am — let’s Queue!

It was Mother’s Day yesterday, I hope you remembered to get Lillith something nice! After all, she is the mother to all of Sanctuary and doesn’t get the recognition that she deserves most of the time.

I was going to get her a nice box of chocolates, but then I thought up something much better — a brand new cloak made of the living skin from a trio of sacrifices! Just what every Mom deserves on their special day.

While I try and figure out if this cloak is dry clean only, it’s time for — The Queue!

I’m not saying that Xal’atath has everything figured out, I’m just saying that maybe they’ve got some good ideas and maybe we should give them a chance. I mean it’s not like the world is ending or anything, what’s the worst that could happen?

While I subscribe to their newsletter, it’s time for — The Queue!

There was an evil computer program once that remarked upon the smell, and I think they were on the right track. Maybe I don’t want to eradicate humanity entirely, but I certainly want to eradicate the people who decide that they don’t need to wear deodorant while they’re out and about!

While I invest in more nose plugs, it’s time for — The Queue!

This is the first time I’ve gotten into the endgame of Diablo 4 and I think I’ve gotten the hang of it mostly. I’m still a little squishy, and a few levels short of 100, but things are going well! I’ve finished the battle pass, and am most of the way through the seasonal challenges. I think what I like so much about the Diablo endgame is that it’s a great game to listen to podcasts with. I can let the podcast wash over me while I slay the myriad baddies of Sanctuary.

While I get my next episode queued up, it’s time for — The Queue!