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Post #407555 by Bay Park Buzzy on Fri, Sep 12, 2008 4:32 PM
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Tiki Oasis 2008 Journal part 7: Saturday morning vending fun pt 2 The original plan was to be as follows: Wake up. Finish loading. Go to the hotel. Set up. Finish the drum. Change my clothes. Start selling stuff. Have a good, relaxing, day. Plans change. Once I started taking out and setting up the vintage stuff, it was go time from then on. I didn't even have time to blink for about the first three hours, much less change out of my dirty work clothes into my poolside attire. After the initial rush, things slowed down enough that I could periodically break away and try to actually finish that damn drum! Here's how the next couple hours of Oasis went for me: The drum was where we left off last chapter. It was about 90% dry by now and starting to sound real good. I still had to hide those nails in the recess with some rope, and then it would be all done. In this picture, you can see the rope in the background waiting for a break on the action so I could attend to it: People would say, "Nice drum! is it for sale?" I would have to say, "It still isn't finished yet and I need to change out of my work shirt." Tikiyaki checking it out. I had a spare second so I then grabbed the rope and placed the drum on an improvised work table to FINALLY GET IT DONE! And then I could change my shirt. I started wrapping and fastening the decorative rope... then I had to pause while I had a business meeting and filled my calendar for the next few weeks. GROG: "In the picture, it looks THIS big!" There was still a big piece of rope hanging off the drum, my dirty shirt was starting to stink, and I had to give a seminar on "How to Determine the Age of Your CocoJoe's Figurine" before I got back to it. After the panel discussion portion of my seminar, I was able to tack the rest of the rope on to it. 4wd stopped by right as I was done and we snapped this photo for our memory albums: Then this German tourist guy stopped by and pestered me with and endless barrage of questions about Cocojoes. I told him I had a book in the works and all his questions would be answered in it. Then I told him that I'm not a library and if he's not going to buy the catalog, then he had to put it down. Then he bought a lava piece off me and said something about putting it in a book he was writing. Damn copycat! I secretly hoped that I wouldn't sell the drum so that i could take it home and play with it for a while. that thought held fast in my mind for the entire twelve minutes between when I finshed it and then sold it. The happy couple with their new drum that I never got to play: Here is the only picture that I have of it finished: I did actually get to bang on it two times, but the owner told me to stop because he didn't want me to mess it up. Squid just happened to be walking by at that point, and him being a drummer, I said "Hey Squid, check out the drum." The guy was happy to let Squid bang on it, because he's such a tiki celebrity and all. It was fun watching Squid play the drum that I made and sold! I ended the morning's festivities with the annual Squid vs. Buzzy Tan Line Contest! I never got to change my shirt. |