Post #135663 by Geeky Tiki on Fri, Jan 14, 2005 11:13 PM

Trying to capture the Tiki ambience...

It's hard to catch ambient light very well, this next one is the same view, but with a longer exposure:

Sounded best with a live side wall and back wall. The Tikis broke up standing waves - it's what Tikis do best.

More Tiki juju at work. Absinthe helps imaging, too. This is an alcove on the left hand side of the room:

On Sunday, a guy I know brought the absinthe spoon from the movie Dracula that he had picked up somehow, so we poured absinthe through it over a couple sugar cubes and visited the Green Fairie...

As with equipment supports - three supports define a plain for best equipment placement. Same with Tikis, we used three to define some sort of plain.

Met the world's nicest feral cat (more like Will Ferrell, but I digress.) "Diva" (the name of a kind of Apogee speaker which was the brand we were using) now has a nice new home. I don't really like cats, but this creature is unique. It was kismet (the name of our dearly departed other good cat - she made it to 20 and then went to live with the Cat Gods).

Met her on the first day - she was cold and wet and stuck in the rain, so I brought her inside and she started visiting the rooms in our hallway. I figured someone HAD to own such a nice cat, but she was there the next night and it was snowing. She just hung out in the hotel lawn area with some really feral cats. That night, around 2 am, we were closing up the room and I heard a meow from somewhere outside, so I meowed back and she came running to the window to chat. I invited her up onto the sill and she hopped right up.

I had already told my wife about her, and had brought a cat carrier and towels, just in case. Took her home and my wife checked her over - ear mites, but FIV and Fe Leuk negative. She spayed her and (don't get mad, she will live indoors) declawed her. I don't think I've dug an animal this much since I was a kid.

Anyway, karma dictated that we should meet, definitely the highlight of the year!

She is about a year old and weighed only 4 1/2 pounds. She was starving, but actually stopped to get petted and purr between bites of actual food.

She had no clue what the litter box was for, but figured it out mid-pee when my wife picked her up and put her in the box.

Anyway, not to wax rhapsodic...

Tried to find a fellow TC'er, but either her phone or mine bailed. Ended up being trapped in the room mostly, anyhow.

[ Edited by: Geeky Tiki on 2005-01-14 23:23 ]