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The Housing Market is on Fire... Literally. Rent Comes with Free Marshmallows Now.
Welcome, You Brave Homeless Souls Congratulations, reader. If you’re viewing this newsletter, it means you can still afford Wi-Fi… Cherish that… Because according to Zillow, the average rent for a one-bedroom apartment is now an arm and a leg, one functioning kidney, a vial of dragon’s blood, and three Funko Pops from 2018.
By The Pompous Postabout 5 hours ago in Humor
The Miss Gloria Hour: Is Taylor Swift Really Her Guest This Week?
“Trixie! What’s going on? Why are you calling me at three in the morning? I’ve gotta be up early. We have a big day.” “I am so sorry, Jason. I just received a phone call from Debbie. She's at Cedar Sinai. She tried calling you twice but you didn’t answer. She left you a few voicemails. Gloria is in the hospital.”
By Rick Henry Christopher 4 days ago in Humor
Duct Tape, Bubble Gum, and Baling Wire: The Poor Man’s Welding Torch
They say necessity is the mother of invention. But out here in the real world, it’s more like duct tape, bubble gum, and baling wire are the unholy trinity of emergency repair… and she is one tough mama.
By The Pompous Post4 days ago in Humor
Sorry About That
Dear Jamie, I want to apologize for my recent behaviour and some things that got away from me. Please bear with me while I try to make amends. You obviously had no idea that I was going to write this letter to you. In fact, I don't know if you'll be able to handle everything I have to say! I hope that you'll be able to sit down as you read this email.
By Susan Neill5 days ago in Humor
Why the Rich Never Tell White Lies After Labor Day
Every year, as the last rosé is chilled, the final seaplane taxis off to Aspen, and Labor Day folds its socially acceptable linen napkin, an ancient tradition quietly stirs among the elite: They stop telling white lies. Why you ask?
By The Pompous Post7 days ago in Humor
OOPS!
I saw it in slow motion, Angie's arm going up into the air, her hand gripping her ice cream cone. The cone and ice cream separating from her hand, from each other. Tumbling down to the pavement in unceremonious somersaults, like an Olympic diver who had gotten drunk before their big moment.
By Raine Fielder8 days ago in Humor
Inside the Mind of Dr. Tina Quartz: Healer, Hoax, or Just Really Into Mason Jars?
You’ve heard the name whispered across candlelit kombucha bars. You’ve seen her quotes tattooed in Comic Sans on the backs of people named Trysten. You may have even enrolled, accidentally, in one of her courses after clicking on an ad that said: “Unlock Your Aura’s Credit Score.”
By The Pompous Post11 days ago in Humor
Podcasting In A Sea of Podcasting
When you're clacking away at a keyboard at 2:32 am on a Thursday trying to figure out how to connect a writing account to Stripe, instead of working on the podcast you're banking your future happiness on, it's safe to say that your priorities are stupidly out of whack.
By Elton Reads A Book A Week (Elton Edgar)12 days ago in Humor
Lunar Vuitton: Why Space Needs Fashion More Than Oxygen
“One small step for man, one fierce strut for mankind.” – Naomi Armstrong (probably) Friends, readers, celestial wanderers… we must address the glaring oversight in modern space exploration: the complete and utter lack of fashion-forward thinking beyond our stratosphere.
By The Pompous Post14 days ago in Humor
