For those of you who wonder what I have been doing while waiting for a job interview, here is a snapshot of me at the Wilson Parrot Foundation
You have beautiful plumage!
Love the hat!
Where is your tan, you are in the open desert for Og’s sake.
(Og cause your mail might be spied on.)
The caption for the photo should be:
“What parrot?”
…the one with the yellow belly, white tee-shirt or red head? Be more specific, please!
Wait, which one are you? The guy getting the medal hung around his neck? Shouldn’t you be Paul in Beijing?
Well HOWDY!
The location you have listed is right near my home, and the news program on in the background is where I am sitting, right now, waiting for Gary Reals to get his story done so I can edit it.
What a small world.
I didn’t know we had a parrot rescue in the DC area?
Do the birds enjoy the Olympics?
I was going to ask…"Is that Michael Phelps getting yet another metal behind you??"
Oh yeah. If you need the contact information, let me know.
SQUAWK!!! Phelps wins another GOLD! USA!! USA!!! USA!!! SQUAWK!!!
Who is the one who needs rescuing?
Nice pic.
I just Googled it and saw they were tight with my news operation. I don’t think I have room for a parrot in my life right now, as my girlfriend has introduced 21 chickens, 3 pygmy goats and later this week, her Percheron Quarterhorse to my house / life in Frederick. I’m still building fences.
Oh and I broke my leg in June.
Welcome to Frederick, if even momentarily (as much as I have followed your story.)
Geez, do you have a little Captain in you?
Man, he gets back and the chicks just swarm all over him…
(The parrots look totally unimpressed with Phelps, by the way.)
What a fun picture!
Those parrots are beautiful, but aren’t you at all afraid they’ll peck your eyes out!?!? I love those birds, but have always been afraid of them because I’ve heard of their powerful jaws.
You are a brave, brave man, Paul. I would have been running from that room screaming like a little girl with those vultures standing on me.
Pauly want a cracker?
I hope that when Paul was there he didn’t suffer a parrotty error. 
Ohhhh. So that’s why you told that chick to get off your bird.