- Squawk! The Bird Lady of Rosslyn makes a rare appearance at the local coffee shop.
The D.C. region is looking down the barrel of two encroaching cold fronts (latest forecast), but there's still time to get outside today and do your thing. For one woman at a Rosslyn Starbucks, that meant airing out her pet parrot, or parakeet, or cockatoo, or whatever this raggedy, punk-pigeon-looking thing is. The lady was having quite the conversation with herself, so I didn't get around to asking. This almost rivals the time in the mid-'90s when I saw a shirtless dude sidle into the Cherrydale 7-Eleven with a boa constrictor wrapped around his shoulders... almost.