The Queue

I will be writing the Queue for the next three days. Letting the American writers have the holiday.

Honestly, even when I was living in the US, I never much cared for Thanksgiving. My mom died when I was 19, and I haven’t really seen any of my family on either side since 2000, and the last conversation I had with my father was back in 2006. I’m sure they’re all fine, and even if they aren’t, the decision was made that I wasn’t really a necessary part of their lives a long time ago. So the idea of travelling all that way to spend a day of thanks with them… not really my thing.

So if you’re an American who doesn’t really have a family for the holiday, I get it. I’m very grateful for my wife and the family she’s made for me up here in Canada, but either way, the last Thursday in November is always just a day for me. But on the plus side, I get to spend it with you all.

It’s the Queue. What’re y’all up to?

I logged in yesterday, and wow, were there a lot of people hanging around Orgrimmar today. I bet there’s gonna be a pet battle tournament. Maybe a transmog fashion show! I can’t wait to see what happens.

This is The Queue, and yes, I answered all the questions you asked extremely early yesterday. No reason.

Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?

Are we there yet?  — Are we there yet?

With Shadowlands launching on Monday, I’m sure we’re all thinking shadowy thoughts. What else is there to be thinking? Shadow this, shadow that… it’s certainly all that I’m hearing in our virtual break room these days.

Y’all had a lot of comments about Mollie not dropping off that one world boss yesterday, but thankfully, you also had a lot of questions. Also, that bug has been fixed and Mollie is once again dropping!

Let’s celebrate with a Queue, shall we?

Look, I’m on record as absolutely loving Assassin’s Creed Odyssey and it’s still absolutely one of my favorite games of the past ten years. But time marches onward, and I’m now a Viking dual wielding a Dane Axe and a Doppelhander, so let’s all get on board with the new hotness, shall we? I think we shall. While everyone in Azeroth is dealing with being trolled by zombies 24/7 I’ll be romancing everyone in East Anglia.

This is me saying that Assassin’s Creed Valhalla and lady Eivor have won my heart, by being utterly unafraid to mix shocking violence, completely ludicrous side quests, deliberately upending a lot of tropes, and otherwise doing a great job of playing around with a kind of moral ambiguity I’ve not seen in a long time. This is one of the best RPG’s I’ve ever played.

Anyway, y’all have fun getting turned into monsters by other players. I’m petting a kitty. Let’s Queue this.

Thanks so much for this transmog gear I’m not going to use and this pet I’m also probably not going to use, really, but can we get on with it?

This is The Queue where you ask us questions and we gladly supply the answers because we’re all just counting the days now.

It’s currently a little after midnight on Monday morning and I just ate a delicious piece of pie. It was an apple, lemon, and raisin pie with apples from my parent’s backyard. You can all go ahead and be jealous now.

While you’re getting over your pie related jealousy, it’s time for — The Queue.

I know, I know, we’re supposed to celebrate Fridays. I, however, am just looking at my long list of unmet deadlines and I feel tired.

So let’s get this Friday thing over with so we can all go and take a nap.

So in my gaming life, I’m choosing between Assassin’s Creed Valhalla, where I run around snowy Norway, and World of Warcraft, where I run around frigid Icecrown. In real life, it’s -15c outside, which is 7 degrees F. So basically everything is cold whether it’s in real life of in my gaming and that’s why I’m transmog farming in Firelands even though I’ve got literally nothing left to collect in there.

Anything to feel warm is what I’m saying.

It’s the Queue. Couldn’t the undead invade somewhere nice for once?