Here we sit at the beginning of 2020, which was once the far-off future. We’re now five years beyond the fantastical world described in Back to the Future II, and just two years away from the dystopian scenario in Soylent Green. With the way that fake bloody meat is flying off the shelves, maybe we’re already there.

As we embark upon another surefire thriller of a decade, we’ve decided to compare the Houston of today to the one that existed back in 2010—a time before Altuve, Harden, Watson, and Watt, when we weren’t yet the cool kids on the international dining scene and we were still getting used to the taste of craft beer. You transplants would have hated it. We didn’t even have one Snooze.

To those saying, Hey, doesn’t 2021 mark the beginning of the next decade?, we hear you. But by the time the presidential election is over, we may be too tired to even type this.