Since Frostie has me cocking my head to the side with the squawking (see the dancing bird below), why not take the opportunity to migrate into an upcoming fundraiser event this week? As in stick a macaw feather in your straw hat, pop a pop top, break out the Tommy Bahama and call yourself a Parrot Head. Because, after all, it’s 5 o’clock somewhere . . . and whether you’re pro-Buffet or an anti-‘you-call-that-songwriting?’-buff, it all goes to support downtown’s Georgia Children’s Museum. Now pass me the Panama Jack.