In all fairness, unless you’re getting your salsa from the taco kiosk in the gas station, most salsa in Texas tastes like it was made in New York City.

(Or if you live in El Paso, but I’ve never really seen that as part of Texas. It’s its own place)

Somewhat off topic: The last time I saw more than say, five people per square megameter smoking cigarettes, circa 2015, Camel Crush was all the rage and luckies were scorned as cheap cigarettes for homeless people.

Tobacco products aside, I find it fascinating how brands rise and fall over time.

I’ll expect my usual commission for the contribution - an odd number of mismatched socks.

This looks like it’s from the exact same playbook as, “There’s a special place in hell for women who don’t vote for women,” back when the DNC was forcing Hillary Clinton on us over Bernie.

Born in '72 here. What is this attention to generations and acknowledgement of existence you speak of? Your words are strange and foreign to me.

My daughter intentionally had weird socks that she would wear mismatched all through middle school.

It never occurred to me that this should be considered anything other than a preteen kid expressing herself in a harmless way.

Unfortunately, those mismatched socks led her into a spiral of drugs, alcohol, prostitution, grand theft, larceny, homosexuality, and general mischief.

If only I had paid more attention and been a more dedicated parent of podiatric fashion responsibility.

(The part above the line is true. The part below the line is Internet outrage cosplay)

Perspective from a Dallas homeowner:

I love that I was finally able to buy a modest little two bedroom house after twelve years of rebuilding from…events.

I’ll be able to have it paid off after slightly more than ten years, ensuring housing security in retirement, thus providing myself with some level of peace of mind, but I’m doing it wrong.

What I apparently should be doing is watching the daily valuation fluctuations and fret about it until I panic and sell the place to we buy ugly houses for pennies on the dollar so I can return to the sweet sweet world of renting from big real estate corps like the financial gurus on Yahoo say I should.

To the other side of this fence who are struggling and think the prospect of home ownership is impossible, I’m truly sorry that everything has gone to such shit, but I would encourage you to regularly save any amount of money you can and keep going. Hopefully, one of these days you’ll find yourself in a place with sufficient down payment to get off the rental merry-go-round because that ride sucks fermented donkey balls.

Now he needs to go dig up some old computer magazines with program code listings.

My affection toward the TRS80 actually lies in the fact that I never had one. I had an Apple.

But for a period of time, many of those listings would be for the TRS80 so I taught myself to convert that code into Apple Basic.

It was a great experience except for that pesky little aspect that kids in the early eighties who were into computers tended to get the ever living hell bullied out of them.

Next up.

Police!

Open up we have a search warrant!

We suspect you’re harboring copies of Mrs. Doubtfire!