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.

In a fun look behind the scenes, our frequent commenters may not know that the Queue is in fact haunted. It’s the site as a whole, but there are certain temperamental quirks involved in writing and posting the Queue which make it the epicenter of this particular haunting. One of the easiest ways to get the spirit to show itself is to post a very long response, though embeds and other media have also been known to break it, as has overall length of the column. So no, I won’t be answering Cory’s longass question about all ten freakin expansions up til now.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’ll salt the doorways.

Hey, one of these questions looks awfully familiar…

While I get out my novel writing gloves, it’s time for — The Queue!

Dragons are just great. I mean really great. Who doesn’t love dragons? Let’s talk about dragons in the lead up to getting to be dragons.