The Queue

Happy second-month-of-the-year, y’all! It’s a short month, but it’s also the only month that regularly falls into a nice, neat four weeks.

Then again, it’s got that whole “silent R” thing goin’ on.

Regardless, we’re not here for Rs — we’re here for As and…

The Queue.

Now that white and gray transmogs are a thing, is anyone else feeling a little awkward about visiting all these lowbie NPCs in far-flung locations you haven’t even thought about in literally years? Sure, random person in Halfhill, I’d be happy to help you with all those pesky virmen decimating your crops again, just as soon as you tell me where you’re hiding your flannel shirts and pitchforks and stuff.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’re definitely not using you as a distraction to sneak out the back.

Still no Heroic Raszageth for me, but I did get this nice consolation prize from our Normal Raszageth kill!

I was surprised at how much our first night of Heroic progression on her mirrored our Normal progression. All of the pain points were the same basically. She doesn’t have massively different mechanics from what we’ve seen so far. I did notice that it’s possible we’re going to be running into a tough slog through the final platform if our performance on the second platform and breaking her shield was any indication.

Still, more practice, and we’ll get it I’m sure! In the meantime, I’ll enjoy my new extra shiny-looking dragon. I wonder how the other dragons feel about seeing all these stormy proto-drakes rolling around Valdrakken. Probably better than a Draenei who sees Shackled Ur’zul’s do…

While I look into the moral and ethical ramifications of some of our mounts, it’s time for — The Queue.

Time has been very weird lately, and I just don’t seem to be able to keep up. Somehow it’s once again time to write the Queue, even though it feels like I only just wrote it yesterday. The day before, max. How am I supposed to keep up with all of these days, anyway?

But before I get lost in the intricacies of time, let’s answer some questions.

So yeah, I was sitting here thinking man, it feels like I’m forgetting something and then it dawned on me that what I was missing was that I was supposed to write the Queue. Heh.

Anyway, here we are, I’m panicking, here’s a Queue.

Hello, Watchers, and happy frozen Wednesday!

I’m sure it’s not frozen for all of you — frankly, I’d be very concerned if it were — but here in the midwest, we’re getting a lot of snow. Like, a lot a lot. If history is any indication, it’ll either be gone by Friday or it won’t melt until like April.

Anyhow, this is The Queue, and unlike outside, it’s hopefully not too cold and unpleasant.

While I understand being a little excited for new stuff, we get Patches all the time. At this point it’s kind of ho hum, isn’t it? I mean, unless you highroll early and can race to tier five to grab Hogger ASAP. Even with the nerf to Murlocs, highroll stat builds tend to get outpaced by– oh, it’s not that game? oh. okay.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we can definitely tell you the correct answer for the right franchise.

Hey, we did it! Then we did it again! My guild has taken its first slightly shaky steps into the Mythic Vault of the Incarnates. Managing to one-shot Mythic Eggnog right as we walked in, and then spending the rest of the night getting beat up by the Primal Council. Who are basically the same fight as they are on Heroic, but all of the usual everything hurts more does, y’know, hurt more. We had one really close wipe with two of the council dead, and the other two at 1-2% health left each, and then we spent the next forty minutes trying to recreate that for our kill.

But we did it! Now we’re 2/8 Mythic and the top guild on the server cluster! I’m not sure who our third target will be, likely Terros, but I’m already not looking forward to that one. Too many rocks.

While I work on sharpening my claws to cut through rock, it’s time for — The Queue!

It’s been a delight to meet World of Warcraft’s very first ducks in Dragonflight. But once you meet a new creature in a video game, there’s a good chance you’re going to have to kill it, and perhaps then eat it, meaning maybe ducks aren’t so lucky after all.

I’m writing this less than 24 hours after my eye injections, and while they were much less painful than they usually are — admittedly, I did kind of say just hit me with all the freezing drops you have and the very nice nurse proceeded to treat my eyes like the freezing agent was parmesan and we were at an Olive Garden — I am now experiencing what I call the Itchpocalypse.