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Team Taco™ and friends! I have a secret to tell you and I’m not thrilled about it. But it’s time I own up to this.

I have not trademarked Team Taco™. It’s just fun to type that way. I hope you forgive me. I hope you won’t think less of me. But if you do, I understand.

It’s just not easy to show prior art for a phrase like Team Taco™.

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Last night, I sat down to write today’s Taco Report. Burned down to nothing after working for 13 hours, I was ready to unplug and just let my brain ride. I spent some time picking out the right soundtrack. Adjusted my seating from the couch to the table. I’d eventually move to the counter and stand. I leaned in an odd fashion and ended up tweaking my shoulder — growing old is everything we were told it was and more.

I poured myself a mezcal or two. I had an extra little bite of edible. I turned my music up. I doodled. I wrote. I deleted. I wrote more. I deleted more. It was an imperfect process. I don’t remember how it ended. I don’t remember how it began. I just remember being pleased.

So imagine my surprise this evening when I pulled open this week’s report to edit it and add to it and all it said was:

I feel gaslit by the lack of your radicalization every day. Your insistence that everything is going to be okay makes me feel crazy. We deserve more than we’re getting. The sooner you admit it, the sooner we can get it.

Wonder who I was mad at? Definitely thought I wrote more. Oh well.

TACO TOTAL — 1889/2021

This Week’s Taco Total — 54
October Taco Total — 155

I'm 132 tacos away. What the shit?