The Queue

I know it’s not technically December yet — but it’s close enough and you won’t have another Queue until it’s already been December for a bit, so I’m counting this. Anyhow, it’s just about December, and that’s mildly terrifying because I have no idea what happened to November. Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to speed through winter as quickly as possible… but dang, life does not slow down.

Anyhow, grab yourself some December Fudge, get comfy, and join us in front of an imaginary cozy fire.

It’s Queue time.

I gave it a couple hours before I gave up for the morning, and I took that opportunity to write The Queue. I have plenty of other stuff to do, so I’m not too annoyed, but Rutherford? Dude is positively seething. Look at that glare. Brr.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and then we’ll answer. I mean, what else are we gonna do right now, play cards?

When you read this there’ll be five hours to go until Dragonflight launches. If I’ve done my math right that is. However, I was under the impression that there’d be no math — so don’t quote me on that.

The days leading up to a new expansion launch always feel surreal to me. There’s so much to do and simultaneously nothing to do! Everything will be different in a day and we’ll have all new goals and reputations to get, so does one more loop around Zereth Mortis really matter in the grand scheme of things? Sure I may finally get the Hirukon mount, but that’ll still be there in a day, week, month, or even a year.

It does make for some good time to pop around and do things one last time before you start exclusively focusing on Dragonflight content. Maybe your next kill of the Sha of Anger will finally be the one that gives you the Heavenly Onyx Cloud Serpent!

You should definitely clean out your bags though. While I go through mine to see what sparks joy, it’s time for — The Queue.

Okay, so I have been inundated with ads hyping Red Thursday all week up here in Ice Station Canada. Since I am an aspiring Canadian citizen, I felt like I should at least try and figure out what Red Thursday actually is, and so far I can report that I have absolutely no idea. Is it a marketing scam created by legendary Canadian retail chain Canadian Tire? Possibly! Is it a ghoulish play on when doctors finally decide to perform life saving surgeries in a capitalist hellscape? Also possibly!

I’m not typically a sports person — I can get into a game pretty well, especially in person — but I don’t usually make it a habit to tune into a whole lot of live sporting events. The World Cup is absolutely an exception to that.

I don’t necessarily follow any particular player or team or anything like that, but I still love watching the games happen live and letting myself get invested in the action. (Sometimes, I’ll arbitrarily pick a side to root for, just to spice it up, too.) In any case, I’m writing this as Spain takes on Costa Rica, with Japan having upset Germany not long before. So, to anyone else who shares my joy of watching the World Cup, cheers, friends!

And to everyone in general… let’s Queue.

Every time my week has a hiccup from the norm, I instantly become completely unmoored from time and space. So, as I hurriedly rush to finish The Queue (for the second time, because it’s haunted and my first attempt was destroyed, which is not a joke), I’d just like to take a moment to remind you that it is, in fact, Tuesday.

This is The Queue, where you ask us whether it’s Sunday, and that seems legit to me, but it’s definitely Tuesday.

I literally forgot until just this second, I’m awful. I’m the worst human who doesn’t own Twitter.

Anyway, I’m alive, and I’m writing the Queue as promised. Listening to ‘Switchback’ by Celldweller.

I tried making a Dracthyr, but I just got stuck picking hairstyles and scale colors. This is the hardest endgame content World of Warcraft has ever added.

But before I get sucked into the character creator again, let’s go ahead and Queue.

Five years have passed since the mortal races sorta-kinda joined forces, or at least didn’t directly attack each other, to defeat the forces of Death. Now, the drums of going someplace that isn’t here thunder once again, and to that end, Grand High Poobah of the Alliance Turalyon and Smouldering Intensity Dragon Wrathion have decided to fix me up on a date with a Dwarf Mohawk.

Okay, you win, Dragonflight.

This is the Queue. Let’s go kill a bunch of elementals for catch up gear and then get on a boat and go someplace that isn’t here.

Welp. Shiver’s win streak is not only over, but it was ended with a complete knockout. #TeamWater took every. single. win. The irony, of course, is that I almost always go with Water starters — but I just can’t resist Sprigatito (or Shiver).

Anyhow, I at least managed to make it to Ruler at 5am in a hotel hundreds of miles away. Frankly, I wasn’t sure if I’d get to even play, so I’ll still call it a personal win.

Anyhow, that’s the past and this is now. And now is The Queue.