Some bears just don’t know when they need to stand in the back.

This is The Queue, where you ask us questions and apparently a bear is volunteering to answer them. No? Okay, let’s Queue this.

It has been almost 8 years since Warlords of Draenor came out, and I finally got the Sunhide Gronnling mount from Poundfist on Saturday night.

A long-awaited feature is finally coming to Hearthstone: you'll now be able to upgrade your existing cards to their golden versions by using your dust.

With the recent news of Spelljammer and Dragonlance both returning to D&D 5e, and our previous ruminations on both of these systems making an appearance in the modern game, it's time to muse about settings we could see for the latest iteration of Dungeons and Dragons.

The upcoming major patch for Hearthstone Battlegrounds, which will introduce Naga minions and the Spellcraft keyword, will also remove Buddies from the game — for now, at least.

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

While adventuring in Zereth Mortis you may find yourself some Spatial Openers that don't describe what you're supposed to do with them.

Heroes of the Storm was the first MOBA I ever played, and I had a lot of fun with it -- even though half the time I ended up playing Malfurion, possibly due to a curse from an ancient mummy or something.

There are two things happening this weekend likely to steal most of the chatter: A new Doctor Strange movie and Mother's Day.

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.