I have some amazing new tiki things to share, but first I’d better post pictures from my latest tiki party. This was the release party for Skin Horse Volume 4, and was also an incentive on the Volume 4 Kickstarter drive. On Kickstarter, I was not allowed to mention rum as an incentive.
I made banana daiquiris…
…we put stuff on Mohamed’s head…
…and Barb brought Mr. Rhubarb, the Angriest Pie.
Thank you so much to everyone who came! It was a blast. And that was an awesome pie.
Thanks very much to my Aunt Kerry for sending me…tiki things!
Kerry was kind enough to send me a Tiki Sunrise scent diffuser, and electronic candle, and a coconut monkey bank containing 83 cents. So the tiki office is already making money.
At this point I’ve accumulated a fair number of tiki candles and such.
So now the office is filled with the delightful scent of fake tropics.
I still haven’t gotten around to sharing my tiki art from the San Diego Comic-Con. Next week! I swear!
I’ve been busy for the last couple of weeks, so I haven’t had time to post the awesome tiki art I acquired at the San Diego Comic-Con. But yesterday I went to the Alameda Antiques Faire and got…a shelf!
And things to put on the shelf!
As you can see, the new residents of the tiki office include a couple of mugs, even though I’m fully aware that I have enough tiki mugs by a factor of ten.
As far as I know, a Molokai Mule is a Moscow Mule with rum instead of vodka. I love Moscow Mules, so I’ve kind of been wanting one of these mugs for a while, and I finally found one for five bucks.
This other mug is an interesting mug. Not only does it have a nifty tiki relief design, the printing on the reverse side advertises it as the property of Al Harrington, The South Pacific Man.
And who is Al Harrington? Well, as any truly dedicated tiki fan knows, he was on Hawaii Five-O and built a long-running career for himself as an entertainer and emcee in Waikiki. He’s on the current remake of Hawaii Five-O too. One of the greats. So this mug is a souvenir from his Waikiki stage show and is basically fantastic.
And I have a new guy! I hereby name him Al Harrington.
The palm tree candlestick holder is because I really, really wanted a palm tree candlestick holder.
So far it’s been hard to convince my cat Tesla to hang out in the tiki office except for brief visits to stare menacingly at the birds. I’ve been determined to change that. Among the furniture Thien Pham was kind enough to bring me was this awesome bamboo bench:
If I could made this bench cozier, I thought, surely Tesla would want to curl up on it. What this bench needed were pillows.
So I made some.
Stonemountain and Daughter Fabrics in downtown Berkeley came to the rescue with its massive selection of Hawaiian prints. I picked out a couple of patterns that went well together and got to work.
I don’t have much experience with sewing, but pillows are just squares sewn together. It took me about three hours to make each one.
Gorgeous! But would they entice Tesla?
For about twelve seconds.
Oh well. Back to work.
Andrew went through another hanging binge and added a bunch more art to the walls of the tiki office, plus my bulletin board. So now things are looking good.
He even added shelves! Board + two brackets from hardware store = perfect shelving for tiki guys. Just look at this excellence going on here.
It rained for several days last week, so I got to test the tiki office for monsoon readiness. It was very cozy in here with the rain pounding on the skylight. However, I did realize I needed a doormat to stop myself from tracking mud all over the floor.
Otherwise, all is well in the tiki office. Next week, I’ll try to convince the cat to hang out here for reasons other than staring at the parakeets.
Because I try to keep up on tiki social events in the area, tonight I attended a party at the Disney Family Museum to celebrate the 50th anniversary of one of the crowning achievements of midcentury art, the Enchanted Tiki Room.
Why, yes, that is James Sime, owner of the Isotope comics store in San Francisco, in the foreground. This was a star-studded event.
Because tiki is wonderful and everyone loves it, the event was packed. For once I was not the only person dressed in a Disney-Pixar aloha shirt. The museum had drinks, crafts, rum tastings, and a guy painting sweet velvet tiki paintings.
A number of tiki musicians performed, including the Maikai Gents, last seen on this blog overseeing a wine tasting at Trader Vic’s.
All this, plus Andrew and I got to tour the museum itself, which is always gorgeous and has tons of Mary Blair art, and check out the amazing Maurice Sendak exhibition.
Also, I got a new guy!
So, in summation, an evening well spent.
Things are settling nicely in the tiki office. I moved the birds in.
Shortly afterward, the cat moved herself in.
Meanwhile, at a sidewalk sale I found a travel guide to the South Pacific that fills me with rage.
There’s no date on this gorgeous item, but it was printed in Australia through a joint effort of the tourism boards of Australia, New Zealand, and Fiji. These all appear to be excellent places to go.
Also, it comes with a beautiful fold-out map!
So why does this book fill me with rage? Because of the section on airline travel.
Look at these midcentury rat bastards, enjoying delicious meals in spacious accommodations! These people have never had to take their shoes off to go through a magic scanner that turns them naked.
Nobody’s reclining their seat back into this little girl’s plate! Everyone’s knees are comfortable and unbruised!
THEY HAVE BEDS! HOW DO THEY EVEN HAVE BEDS AAAARGH
And Don Draper here can shove his complimentary sherry in an inappropriate opening.
What the hell happened, airlines? Why am I now afforded less dignity than a feedlot chicken when I get on a plane? Where’s my sherry, dammit?
If I wasn’t surrounded by soothing bamboo and rattan as I write this, I’d be rampaging up the street.
With the bar in place, it’s time to turn this tiki room into a working tiki office.
First we moved my office rug in. I’ve had this monkey-and-palm-tree rug for years, since before I developed my increasingly troubling tiki obsession, but it fits in perfectly with the rest of the decor.
Next came my desk, which has held up amazingly well for something Andrew got for free over ten years ago, but is decidedly not tiki.
Time to tiki this thing up!
The Quicken Forbidden sticker at the top of the desk has served me well over the years, but the time has come to cover it with some Mary Blair postcards. Sorry, Quicken Forbidden creators Dave Roman and John Green! You guys are great, just not very redolent of the Pacific Islands!
And to brighten up the side of the desk, fortunately I had this Japanese Lilo and Stitch decorative cloth lying around.
And I can’t keep track of my appointments without a ukelele calendar.
And there we are! The tiki office has officially gone from beautiful dream to even more magnificent reality. I’m typing this from the tiki office right now. For real.
Holy crud! My awesome friend Thien Pham, who is awesome, took a break from making comics that are also awesome to hook me up with a bamboo bar for my tiki office. This happened!
Here’s Thien making the delivery.
Not only did Thien get this sweet little bar, he brought along several other pieces of furniture that, according to him, were just lying around. I promised to give them all a good home.
And I did!
Meanwhile, Andrew and I have been slowly moving our office stuff into the tiki room, which means that our house is currently a mess. Here’s our cat Tesla taking a break from the move to watch her stories on Cat TV. By which I mean the birdcage.
Thank you so much, Thien! AWESOME.
So last weekend Andrew, our friend Liz, and I held a group birthday party in and around the tiki office.
We had about a million different rums, plus homemade limoncello by me, homemade gin by Evelyn, homemade liquors by Tiff, this excellent root beer booze, and this!
In return for backing the Kickstarter for the Hawaii Bitters Company, I received a bottle of their very nice Manoa Chocolate and Ginger bitters. I probably drank some at some point. It was a busy afternoon.
Thank you, everyone, for an amazing tiki birthday party!