I used to have a Hawaiian Nightmare party every year: a celebration of Hawaiian kitsch, complete with prizes for the best “tacky tourist” costume. It’s been three or four years since the last one (which was number 12 or 13, I think), but I’m starting to get the itch to have another one. Time to get out the tiki mug collection, light the tiki torches, and try on the aloha shirt. Maybe this year we’lll build an actual tiki bar for the party. And all attendees will be known by their Hawaiian names for the duration of the event. (I am Weniki. Jason is Iakona.) Hmm. Now comes the hard part: scheduling time to do this. Aloha!