The current housing market seems to be a hot conversation topic around Montana right now. It is well known that there is a high demand with a very low supply of housing. Housing prices have increased considerably which can be explained by the law of supply and demand. When there is a shortage of supply and an increase in demand, prices increase.
According to InfoSparks provided by MLS, Missoula’s median sales price in January of 2020 was $325,000. Whereas in August of 2020, the median sales price was $365,000. The median days on market for Missoula in January 2020 was 53 days. In August it had decreased exponentially down to a median of 9 days. The parameters included all ranges of prices, property types, years built, square footage, bedrooms, and bathrooms with each data point being one month of collected data. The significance of this data is that while houses are selling at a much quicker rate in August than they were in January, they are also selling for a lot more money. This can indicate that multiple offers are received, and many buyers are willing to pay inflated prices to obtain their dream homes. Interest rates have also recently hit new historical lows.
The question at hand is, “Will we see a housing market crash in Montana in the near future?” No one can say for certain as the future cannot be guaranteed. However, we can take similar events from past years and predict an outcome. The market crash of 2008 was caused by an influx of buyers and shortage of sellers combined with historically low interest rates in 2007. Unfortunately, buyers then purchased real estate at an inflated market value which is not sustainable. This ultimately led to a crash in the market which translates into foreclosures.
The data presented above is mirrored to the economy of 2007. Now, we have to add in the fact that a pandemic is present. If the pandemic continues, will more people lose their jobs? There are many factors that could contribute to an economic downturn in 2020. Some examples could include the presidential election outcome, consumer spending changes, and global market changes due to the pandemic. In heading months, Montana may see an economic crash.
Ah, it’s that time of the year. The leaves are turning red, the air is starting to cool, the sun is starting to set earlier. Autumn fast approaches, and with it, season specific food. Thats right, it’s tamale time!
Now, if your’e anything like me, then you love tamales. And who doesn’t love a variety of meats and spices wrapped in maze, covered in a corn husk and steamed to perfection? I know a lot about tamales, how to eat them, how to serve them, how to enjoy them, but not how to make them. Fortunately, I’m on the internet.
-10 hours later-
Alright, now I know more about tamales then I’ll ever need to know, and now I am going to make that YOUR problem. Earlier I said “if your’e anything like me, then you love tamales”, but don’t fool yourself. You are nothing like me. For you see, I really love tamales.
Between my tamale obsession and my laziness, I simply can’t make enough tamales by hand to keep me satisfied. So I think it’s time I get a helping hand. Or a lot of helping hands. Like, hundreds of tiny helping hands. And before you ask, I’m not talking about using child labor in a sweatshop next to my storage unit, I’m talking about nanobots! The sweatshop is unrelated, just forget I brought it up.
If you clicked on this thinking it would be a tutorial on how to make tamales, but after seeing that last paragraph are starting to second guess yourself, don’t worry, this is a tamale tutorial. But not your run of the mill tamale tutorial, no, I’m going to teach you how to make tamales like the Demiurge you were always meant to be.
Step 1: making the nanobots
Making nanobots is one of those fun activities you do in an afternoon, ideally with your father or son, depending on what roll you are. Go into the garage and pull out your Kirkland Signature matter fabricator. Program it to make a robot that will make a smaller robot that will make a smaller robot and have this continue until a small robot, approximately the size of a needle, produces a nanobot half the size of a blood cell. Now that that is done, we have just completed the toughest step.
Step 2: from 1 to 2 to goo!
Program that nanobot with 3 instructions. 1, make 4 copies of yourself using any non-tamale matter. 2, download the 3 preprogrammed instructions into the newly fabricated nanobots. 3, convert all non-nanobot matter into tamales. Now you just sit back, relax, and wait as those piles of corn and meat and whatever else magically assembles into tamales before your eyes.
Step 3: realize you made a mistake.
So… we forgot to program the nanobots not to turn ourselves into tamales. And I guess that ought to extend to our friends and family too. But not the neighbor’s dog. By this point, poor snuffles has already had his matter converted into tamale ingredients. Assuming that the nanobots are still on the tamales, lets just avoid eating that batch for now. Besides, we have more important things to do…
Step 4: get out of town!
Because you were so eager to consume delicious tamales, you set the duplication to 4, so we have very little time left. At this point, just go to NASA or SpaceX and steal yourself a rocket. That’s right, we’re leaving Earth. Assuming the nanobots won’t be able to leave Earth on their own, and we know we didn’t program them to be aware enough to realize the entire universe is made out of matter, we should be able to safely establish the first Mars tamale colony! You did follow the instructions, right?
Step 5: take one last look.
Step 6: enough looking, get on the rocket!
Step 7: lift off
By this point, you should be asking yourself, was it worth it? The answer is, yes. Of course it was worth it. But this is also your fault and you should be ashamed. I mean, look at what you did! This, this is Earth right now! This is all your fault. What were you thinking? What, that you would just look up an article online about making tamales, following along without first reading through the entire article? THERE WEREN’T EVEN INGREDIENTS LISTED!
Step 8: remorse
You forgot to grab cattle. Meat doesn’t grow in the ground, corn does. This is your fault, not mine. And you didn’t grab corn seeds. No, Mars dirt can’t be used to make tamales. You don’t even have water to steam your non-tamale dirt tamales. This is why we can’t have nice things, because of people like you.
I hope you found this tamale tutorial useful! Next week, throwing your cat in a nuclear reactor. Federal authorities call it a serious offense and a radiological hazard, but you kids will absolutely love having a glow-in-the-dark kitty cat!
Whether you’re a Seattle native or a tourist driving through, at one point or another you’ll be in need of satisfying a sweet craving in the city. From Ballard to Capitol Hill, Seattle has a wide array of dessert options. Read below for the top 5 dessert spots in the Seattle area that everyone must know about.
#1 | Hello Robin
Say HELLO to the best ice cream cookie sandwich in Seattle, or quite possibly even ever. Located in Capitol Hill, Hello Robin serves freshly baked cookies in a dozen different flavors as well as Molly Moon’s Ice Cream. They are known for their ice cream sandwiches where you can choose any cookie and ice cream combination. It’s a very popular late night spot to grab a sandwich and go eat it at one of Seattle’s many scenic views!
#2 | Hot Cakes Molten Chocolate Cakery
If you’re in search for a warm, gooey and rich chocolate cake then this is the place for you! Hot Cakes Molten Chocolate Cakery is an organic dessert restaurant that serves molten chocolate cakes, ice cream, cookies and milkshakes. Hot Cakes’ signature dessert is the Dark Decadence molten chocolate cake and originally it was sold at a few farmers markets in the Seattle area which kickstarted the company. This cake consists of rich Theo Chocolate and dry burned caramel with a side of vanilla bean ice cream topped with nib toffee. They have 2 locations, one in Ballard and their larger location in Capitol Hill that is great for large groups.
#3 | Molly Moon’s Homemade Ice Cream
Molly Moons Homemade Ice Cream is a staple of Seattle. With 9 locations across Seattle and Bellevue, they offer a wide variety of flavors that represent the Pacific Northwest- ten are on the menu year-round and four rotate seasonally. These flavors feature 100% local and organic ingredients folded into their ice cream which include Vegan Theo Chocolate, Honey Lavender and the Yeti. Their motto is “Ice Cream Makes You Happy”, so go try it for yourself to see if it truly does!
#4 | General Porpoise Doughnuts
Doughnuts from General Porpoise are truly one of a kind and a necessity when you’re in Seattle. These doughnuts are made with fresh eggs and filled with seasonal jams, jellies, curds, custards and creams. You truly can’t go wrong with your order, but let me warn you you’ll never want any other kind of filled donut again. In addition to doughnuts, General Porpoise serves quality coffee from multiple local roasters.
#5| Dahlia Bakery
Located in the heart of Downtown Seattle, Thomas Douglas’s bakery is infamous for its Triple Coconut Cream Pie. It was the decadency that kickstarted the bakery which now serves many artesian breads and handmade pastries as well. The coconut cream pastry is wrapped in flaky pie crust
custard style and topped with whipped cream, white chocolate shavings and toasted coconut flakes. In fact, the Triple Coconut Cream Pie is so good that even former President Barack Obama specifically requests it when he comes to town!
I’ve been seeing a trend lately of significant others, and single women ages 18-30 who can’t seem to understand, “Why, golf?” Many asking more specifically, what is with the obsession of golf that has “all of the sudden” overcame any and every college aged guy who has ever picked up a club.
Now, anyone who has ever tried golf before understands how frustrating the game can be. The feeling where you run out of profanities and want to throw your clubs in the drink, we all know it. The days you’ll “never pick up a club again”, until the next morning. It’s not the 96 bad strokes we made on our way to a 105 on the card that keeps us coming back, or the 7 strokes that you got away with topping a wedge from 40 yards and ending up on the green. We come back for the one perfect shot that we hit the entire day, but the one that we expect to hit every time we address the ball. It goes so much deeper though.
For how many more years are we going to be able to play 2-4 rounds per week? The ‘summers’ only last so long as you get older, no more 3 months of guaranteed time off. I reminisce on the last three summers that I spent at home where there were few days I wasn’t able to link up with some of my best friends on or off the course. Start off the day with a 3:00 pm tee time, after a long night before, and pick up right where you left as you revive yourself with a breakfast ball and another white claw. No better way to spend a summer night than blaring music, while swerving around the fairways, and hacking your ball closer to the hole with a group of your best friends.
As we continue growing, as much as it sucks, it’s something that has to happen at some point. It is only a matter of time before we will all be working full time jobs and 4 rounds a week becomes 3. Eventually we’ll find someone that can put up with us for life, but that will take away another round a week, unless we’re really lucky. With that comes kids eventually, and that will quickly turn 2 rounds a week into 1; with more kids, that 1 round a week may only turn into an hour at the range. Time is running out. Not to say that those things aren’t blessings, but there will never be a better getaway than a round with the boys.
Long story short, the obsession with golf isn’t an “all of the sudden” thing. As I sit and watch the 2020 US Open, seeing Tiger playing with guys that are younger than me, I understand that anyone who has ever picked up a club and stuck around long enough to respect the game never loses the desire to ‘pure’ one more shot. So while you sit by the phone waiting for us to tell you we finished a day of golf with the boys, don’t. Let us have another drink and enjoy the night because we will always fiend for the summer nights in high-school when playing 3 rounds a week was regular. I hope and look forward to being able to play golf every day in retirement with my best friends like many of the gentlemen I see at the country club every day. Wouldn’t that be the life. Until then, I will continue to hold on to the rounds we do still get to enjoy. Drink a few too many beers, hit a few extra balls, and continue trying to cuss my ball back onto the fairway. Nothing will change.