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Yup, Austin is terrible, don't move here.

One of my high school jobs was working at a Tex-Mex restaurant doing all sorts of things, including frying tortillas for their housemade chips.  Hours at a time in the hot, un-air-conditioned attic, toiling over boiling oil.  You can take a dozen showers, wash your clothes a dozen times, and it's still going to smell like fried tortilla chips.

I'm A-OK buying them from the local taquerias, after a couple of summers of that.

My only food service job was as a sandwich artist. I learned I didn't want to work in food service. 

Research indicates a hummingbird can travel as much as 23 miles in one day. However those that make the 500 mile flight from Florida to the Yucatan do it in 18-22 hours non-stop, depending on wind conditions.

We (I) put out a hummingbird feeder this year.  It has been up since May or so, and the liquid food has decreased a bit, so we were thinking that perhaps some hummingbirds had been around, but we hadn't seen any.
Weekend before last, I finally saw one.  I was getting some things out of the trunk of my car and heard a buzzing behind me.  Sounded like a big bee or something.  It was a hummingbird.  As soon as I turned around and saw him, and he saw me, he was off like a flash.
Come to think of it, it might have been a she, as the coloring was pretty drab.
I saw hummingbirds as big as wrens once.  In Scottsdale, AZ, IIRC.

We (I) put out a hummingbird feeder this year.  It has been up since May or so, and the liquid food has decreased a bit, so we were thinking that perhaps some hummingbirds had been around, but we hadn't seen any.
Weekend before last, I finally saw one.  I was getting some things out of the trunk of my car and heard a buzzing behind me.  Sounded like a big bee or something.  It was a hummingbird.  As soon as I turned around and saw him, and he saw me, he was off like a flash.
Come to think of it, it might have been a she, as the coloring was pretty drab.
I saw hummingbirds as big as wrens once.  In Scottsdale, AZ, IIRC.

I dont think we have humming birds around here
all we have are big ass vultures that hum as they eat road kill

is this really why witnesses weren't called?

if so, why start the process in the first place and run it through the House?

The House is like a grand jury.  The prosecutor presents some evidence for the purpose of getting an indictment.  Impeachment is the equivalent of the indictment.
The Senate is like the trial court.  That's where the real action is supposed to take place.
But the majority Republicans refused to allow witnesses to be called.  I assume it's because all but one of them didn't care what the POTUS had done one way or the other.  Witnesses would have just made their "not guilty" votes more difficult to explain away.
One of the explanations offered for why John Bolton didn't offer much public criticism of Trump after he was fired was that he assumed he'd be called to testify in the Senate impeachment trial.
Of course, another explanation was that he didn't want to spoil the surprises in his upcoming book.

I too worked at a "Mexican" restaurant in HS.  Casa Bonita was the name.  Same phenomenon with the showers and washing of clothes.  The smell stayed with me.
I was dating the girl who is now my wife.  We still laugh about our old dates, after I'd race home from work in my Datsun 2000, shower, douse myself in Brut, and pick her up still smelling like generic "Mexican" food.

I was a Whataburger employee

my main job each morning was to cut up onions to be used on the burgers 

so I didnt smell like Mexican Food but instead onions and let me tell you its hard to make that smell go away

I was a Whataburger employee

my main job each morning was to cut up onions to be used on the burgers

so I didnt smell like Mexican Food but instead onions and let me tell you its hard to make that smell go away

In college, at the original Across the Street restaurant, I sometimes sliced onions as prep for making onion rings.  That was the least enjoyable part about working there.
Back in HS, at Casa Bonita, I occasionally had to go in early Sunday morning to roll enchiladas.  Had to deal with chopped onions doing that.  I wasn't having to do the cutting, though.
I intensely dislike the taste and smell of raw onions.
Chopped red onions on top of a bowl of chili is about the only exception.

i worked at a friends fresh seafood market for a couple months... was under the guise of "helping him out some" which i didn't mind doing.... this is right after i shut down the cigar shops and just before i shipped off OCONUS doing the contract thing- so the timing was right.   

one day i noticed he wasn't around much anymore, and was out fishing more times than not- not commercial fishing, but recreational... and he didn't even ask me to go like he often did before i agreed to help him out... why would he? he needed me to run his business while he fished... grrrr.... I told him I had to go to a wedding one weekend and he got angry telling me I better reconsider if I wanted to keep working there.... dahfook?  that was my last day.  He wasn't even paying me minimum wage with all the hours i was pulling... and it was just to 'help him out of a tight spot'... i've learned a lot about people over the years... but i NEVER learned how to get the smell of seafood out of your skin... it has to just wear off... terrible... and when you think it's gone? go to a gym and get a good workout going, and you'll discover it's not.  the only thing good about working at a fresh seafood market is you actually gain an immunity to poisons found in fish and crustacean... it doesn't come easy, mind you- you get poked with those things in your hands and fingers, and they become super sore- and then, after a while, they don't bother you whatsoever other than the poke.  

re: tortillas... I LOVE flour tortillas... use them for everything from sandwiches to quesadillas to mopping a plate of eggs and sausage for breakfast.. corn? i've no use for them unless they're fried and in chip form... UNTIL.... i discovered pulled smoked pork, pickled assorted peppers, and rolled like spring rolls and dropped in cast iron pan deep enough to cover them, and fried... served with a blob (okay, a 'dollop') of sour cream and fresh salsa... drizzled in hot sauce... and... kaboom- i'm a corn tortilla fan after all.