The Queue
The Queue: Early mornings and long days
Hello and happy Wednesday!
Let’s just dive right in today.
The Queue: Hair toss, check my nails
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions, and we’re having a pretty good day, so we’ll go ahead and answer.
The Queue: Everything’s back to normal
We now return you to your regularly scheduled writer for the Queue.
No more weird out-of-place writers, writers who were supposed to be there not showing up, or writers who are alternate-universe versions of themselves.
Nope, just the person that’s supposed to be where they are when they are.
At least for today.
Now before I go play in the open portal to all of time and space, it’s time for — The Queue.
The Queue: Wait, am I supposed to be here today?
I mean I am definitely here, but this feels early… And if I’m here, where’s Liz?
These time streams are all sorts of messed up!
While I try to sort that out, it’s time for — The Queue!
The Queue: I can wait for you at the bottom
Just listening to music and writing the Queue, y’all. How’re you all doing?
The Queue: Mitchell Dojo Casa House
It is Wednesday, my Queueds.
It’s also the first full day of cat-watching at the parents’ place, which means the GF and I basically have a house for an entire family and their many cats all to ourselves. Not that we’re going to throw a party behind my parents’ back and then have to epically cover it up in one hour because they came home early and caught us off guard, movie-style. But we will have a large house to ourselves, full of cats. And frankly, that was more than enough of an excuse to use this title.
But enough about that. Let’s Queue.
The Queue: Dog Days
This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we race to finish before we melt into a puddle.
The Queue: Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated
Sure I was supposed to be here last week, but there’s nothing sinister going on! Liz certainly hasn’t taken a trip up to Canada to kidnap me and lock me in a basement somewhere to write articles or anything…
While I learn how to hide secret messages in my posts, it’s time for — The Queue!
The Queue: I’m still not supposed to be here today
I seem to keep mixing things up for you, Queue, because here I am again, on Friday, when I was not supposed to be here today.
Well. Let’s Queue.
The Queue: It’s Season Day!
Season 1, y’all.
I might stretch myself and play a Barbarian this time. Also, man, nobody told me that this sword model is finally in World of Warcraft after me literally asking for it since Wrath of the Lich King.



