The Queue
The Queue: It is not Thursday
Not anymore. I have vanquished Thursday and arrived with Friday, as we all wait for the weekend to come. (Or dread the holiday shopping to come.)
In the meanwhile, let’s Queue.
The Queue: Just another Tired Thursday
Hope it’s not a worse day
That’s my curse hey
It can always get worse say
Just another tired Thursday
Been watching Arcane, playing Veilguard, and waiting.
The Queue: This pic of Tess Greymane goes hard
No time to explain. Get in the carriage. Clock’s ticking!
The Queue: Running up that hill
I may have a lot going on IRL but in my mind, I’ve always been right here.
This is The Queue, our daily column where you ask us questions and we’ll give you the answers as long as we don’t actually have to fully get out of bed to do it.
The Queue: The Frozen Throne, and everything else really
It’s happened, snow has arrived and with it colder temperatures. Next week it’s supposed to get closer to -30 celsius than -20. Yaaaaaaaay.
It’s fine, I’ll get used to it in a little while. Until then like any man with a cold I’m gonna be super complainy about it.
While I try and find another sweater to wear, it’s time for — The Queue!
The Queue: I have found the solution to all of our problems
And so what if that solution is a frog-thing that has maybe eaten a few tourists? That’s hardly its fault, and perhaps its skills could be put to good use elsewhere. It’s a great plan.
So let’s go, Queue.
The Queue: Feel I was running an endless mile
Sometimes you need a song to just lose your beep over. Sorry, I can’t say the actual word here.
The Queue: You are likely to be eaten by a Grue
It’s dark out when I get home after work now, so when we walk Marshmallow we’re sure to wear reflective vests, pay attention to cars that aren’t likely paying attention to us, and being sure to keep light around us at all times so that the Grue doesn’t get us. We’ve been lucky so far, but I’m starting to run low on torches and the Solstice is still more than a month away. Some might say I should walk Marshmallow at lunch instead of after work; others might point out there’s no such thing as a Grue.
Still, I’m not taking any chances.
So while I break off chair legs and douse them in gasoline for easy ignition, let’s answer some questions!
The Queue: and the award goes to…
you, for trying your best today.
I feel like we could all just use that reminder sometimes.
This is The Queue, our daily column where you ask us questions and we’re just really glad you’re here.
The Queue: Winter is coming… eventually
Have you heard that winter is coming? We’re pretty sure it’s true. It always seems to.
We’ve had some snow a couple of times now, but nothing has really stuck around. Still, the next one could be it, and if not the next one, the one after…
While I make sure that my stores of hot chocolate are adequate, it’s time for — The Queue!



