Strangely, this is one Friday where I don’t just feel tired. I got my Covid booster earlier so instead I feel just kind of off-kilter and unpleasant, but not exactly tired.
Is that better? Is it worse? I have no idea! So let’s get this Queue on the road so I can stop trying to be coherent!
I can’t believe we’re already here again, but it’s SPLATFEST TIME!!!! Or, well, it will be starting tomorrow evening. The question this time? What would you bring with you on a deserted island: Gear, Grub, or Fun?
Naturally, I’m #TeamGear because not only can you use gear to help acquire/make food and fun, it’s also Shiver’s team and Shiver is awesome. So, if you’re so inclined, feel free to tell me what team you’re on this weekend, even if you’re (gasp!) not playing Splatoon 3.
In the meantime, let’s have a Queue, shall we?
Yeah, this one was a doozy all told. Yerac wants to hear my thoughts about a famous comic book writer and artist who wrote some really yikes stuff, and so, they get their wish.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’ll answer them.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and honestly it doesn’t matter what we write because the real answers are in the comments.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we hope you’d like to play a game.
Last night my guild managed to kill the Mythic Council of Blood finally. That was the fight we had progressed to back in Shadowlands season one, but we never managed to defeat. We had gotten close a couple of times, but never quite had the oomph to defeat the final council member.
Now though, we’re all over that oomph!
If only we could do as well in Sanctum or Sepulcher. We haven’t managed to get further in the current season than we’d been in their first seasons yet. For Sanctum we’d have to get past Painsmith, and for Sepulcher it might mean Halondrus. Neither of which sounds like y’know, fun times.
While I steel myself for more Sanctum progression tomorrow, it’s time for — The Queue.
How does this keep happening? It’s Friday, then it’s Friday, then it’s Friday again! These weeks just won’t quit.
I really want playable Vrykuls — we even have a leader all ready to go — and the fact we don’t have them yet is super disappointing. The culture of the Norse combined with the fashion sense of Dwarves? Who wouldn’t want to play them?
So while my wishes continue to fall on deaf ears, I’ve gone ahead and made my own Vrykul-y human. And before you get on me for making him a Paladin, remember that the Prot Pally artifact Truthguard was once possessed by a Vrykul. Someday a Vrykul Paladin will wield Truthguard in combat again, but until that day, let’s answer some questions!
Oh, hi disordered sleeping patterns.
Hey, did you know a bag of potatoes could actually liquify in less than a couple of months and turn into a disgusting slurry of decay and putrescence so nightmarish that H.P. Lovecraft would have stopped being racist long enough to complain that you were using too many adjectives to describe it? No? Well it’s true, and the smell it makes will require you to bust out the cleaning vinegar — oh, and by the way, there’s vinegar that comes in cleaning strength, and it smells so strongly of vinegar that you’ll never believe anything could ever smell bad enough that you’d want to use it to clean anything, but by God a bag of potatoes that have gone Super-Shoggoth on you will absolutely do it — and just scrub every surface where the foul abhorrence of undead potato funk has so much as dripped.
I had to throw out the little blender we used to use for pet food because it was just smothered in potato gunk. Something inside it actually cracked when I lifted it off of the cupboard floor. I did not sleep at all last night just from the memory of the smell.
Anyway, here’s the Queue. Rotten potatoes actually smell worse than dead people, something I wish profoundly I didn’t know.
We have pantry moths. Word to the wise, pantry moths become moths after being pantry larva. I don’t want to elaborate much more, other than I feel like I should give the Diablo 4 team a guided tour of my kitchen right now, just so they can capture this degree of creeping, disgusting horror. Or maybe Tirion Fordring circa 2006, just for a quick snack.
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and hopefully you’ll forgive how short some of the answers are today, because I’m googling “how to make homemade flamethrower.”
Dang, so many of you had your birthdays over the weekend!
Happy birthday to Eno, Tiger Hawke, and FuzzyBunny!
While I try and figure out if there was a major holiday nine months ago, it’s time for — The Queue.