The Queue

I had such a busy weekend in real-life that I need a second weekend to recover! (Please don’t send me to the Bad Place)

I feel like my poor Druid has been so neglected at this point that it’s probably covered in a bunch of spider webs and dust. Also when it stands up a swarm of bats has been nesting in its fur and they fly off into the night. Just classic cartoon nonsense y’know?

Of course, I am a Venthyr Druid so those bats might be unrelated…

While I try and win the lottery so I can have more peaceful weekends, it’s time for — The Queue

Hello, friends! I am in fact still here… just not extremely here. And also very tired.

The tired part is normal, but usually I exist a little more than I do right now. Insomuch as any of us exist. What is existence, anyway? How do we know that we, in fact, exist? Do I know you exist? All of us are just voices in the ether, communicating via this sequence of symbols. Can you prove my existence? Can I prove yours?

We may never know. But I don’t feel very existent right now.

So let’s spend our mutual non-existence, maybe-existence, partial-existence, or straight-up existence in this social experiment we call the Queue.

I don’t know how many of y’all remember this particular JINX! shirt, but it’s nearly as old as WoW itself, and I only recently (while writing this) put two and two together and realized Blizz added an actual Murloco NPC who sells “fish” tacos back in 8.2. And even if fish (or “fish”) isn’t my thing, today’s the kind of day where the U.S. finds an excuse to eat tacos and drink tequila, so I’m still very much craving tacos.

But that’s neither here nor there. Here is The Queue, and The Queue is….NOW!

Yes, I did that on purpose.

A cloud of smoke and he appears, a master of surprise
Who’s that cunning mind behind the shadowy disguise

Trust me, the crossover fanfic writes itself.

If you were expecting something other than more excited chatter about ducks to lead off this week’s Queue, well, I guess you’re just going to have to get used to disappointment.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we’ll answer as soon as we get sick of looking at this cutie. So, never, probably.

I hope that nobody throws a boot at this poor Peon. Everyone deserves to have a nice nap! Man, what a way to make a living.

Speaking of naps…

While I try and find a good comfy spot to snooze, it’s time for — The Queue!

Hello and Happy Friday everybody! Liz needed a break from all the questions regarding the sword in Silithus so I have been selected to fill in for her. Unfortunately I’m writing this while watching the NFL draft so if I go a little heavy on the sportsball comments please forgive me.

Know what today is? The Queue, obviously — but it’s also the release day for the Bugsnax DLC, The Isle of BIGsnax. I haven’t played yet, but I already know it’s my GOTY. Bugsnax forever!

But for real, check out Bugsnax. And also read this Queue! Starting….. now!

It has been a week, y’all.

So after a roller coaster of a few months, we managed to finally get our house and will be moving out of the mold infested, ceiling destroyed, landlord refuses to fix things craphole we’ve been stuck in for the past decade or so. There were a lot of ups and downs to this process, and one thing I learned is that mortgage lenders do not understand freelancing, working on the internet, or Patreon.

If you work online, make sure you’re establishing credit. Not having a credit card has made this entire process like being constantly thrown down a flight of stairs into the porcupine exhibit.

Anyway, thanks to everyone who helped us meet our target. We’re going to move and you helped make it happen.

I really don’t feel like I need to justify this further.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and we answer, as long as you’re asking about ducks.