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Palms hosted the 19th Black and White party for AFAN (aid for AIDs in Nevada). If you can’t tell by the name, all guests of the event dress in their finest black and white attire or outlandish costumes, and this year was no exception. My friend Kris and I were asked to make black and white balloon dresses.



So most people know the essentials of travel in Japan. You bow when you greet someone, you eat with chopsticks, and you take your shoes off when you enter someone’s home. But what about all the important stuff you don’t need to know? Like what do the toilets look like, and what drink should you order at the bar? Well, here you go folks. 10 fun facts about Japan to fill up your brain and shove out all that useless stuff you learned in college! Psh, who needs math anyway?!
Yep. You heard me, smart toilets. These common Japanese toilets seem to be the love child of the western toilet, and the bidet. The lower end models have 2 different streams of water to help you, ummm… cleanse your… ummm… private bits. Different buttons allowing you to change both the temperature and the pressure of the water stream, as well as seat warmers are all standard features on the smart toilet. The higher end models will make flushing noises should you want extra privacy while you’re making your own bodily noises, freshen the room with a high power deodorizer, play music, have blow drying capabilities, can open its lid automatically when it senses the presence of life, and some apparently have message technology. I didn’t have the pleasure of coming into contact with one of these, so just what kind of massage is involved, I’m not sure. I assume I’ll be told when I’m older.


The other kind of toilet you will find on the island, is the traditional Japanese toilet. Equally as prominent, these toilets are, simply put, a hole in the ground… a porcelain hole in the ground, but a hole in the ground nonetheless. Both these toilets can be found in the same bathroom.


Margarita shown is actual size.
The small glasses don’t just apply to margaritas, as a general rule, all of their drinks come in very small glasses. The margarita is just the funniest looking.
Sorry Japan. Beer is just not your strong point. But Sake is amazing, so we’ll just over look the beer.
There’s no particular reason for the blue roofs. Much like red roofs in America, it’s just the fashion. But it is an unusual site to see when you are staring out the window of the plane.
During the week, it’s all business suits and ties, but come Saturday afternoon, and anything goes. The neckties are shredded and the petticoats come out! Pirate costumes, wild hairdos and just about anything else you can think of. It has nothing to do with halloween, or any other special occasion, they just do it because they can. Right on Japan! Embrace your inner freak!
The small glasses don’t just apply to margaritas, as a general rule, all of their drinks come in very small glasses. The margarita is just the funniest looking.
In the beginning of my adventures in Japan, I had a translator with me most of the time. When one of the locals had a question for me, they always asked me through my translator. A week later, when a translator was nowhere to be found, they stared speaking to me directly…in ENGLISH! The lesson here is to watch what you say in English. Just because they act like they can’t speak the language, doesn’t mean they can’t.
Yup, your favorite delicacy which now costs a small fortune to fill up on, originally started out as fast food.
For those of you who have never been to a hibachi restaurant let me start by saying it’s delicious…and fun. The chef cooks all of your food right at the table, makes a flaming volcano out of onions, catches shrimp tails in his hat, juggles utensils, and it is all presented as traditional Japanese cooking. It’s also bull $%!&.
Well it’s sort-of bull $%!&. It did start out in Japan, but it started as a way to cook western food. Originally called teppanyaki, it began with a restaurant chain called Misono where the chef prepared your dinner at the table. The chain, originally designed for the locals, became a tourist trap for western travelers who found the food more palatable. The theatrics of hibachi were added to amuse the tourists, who unwittingly believed this was all some ancient tradition of Japanese cooking. When it came to the states, it was re-baptized hibachi which was apparently easier to pronounce, and quickly caught on with the now popular restaurant chainBenihana. So basically Hibachi is the westernized version of the Japanese version of western cooking! Kampai!
That’s right! This is me working my stuff at The White House! So every year there is a congressional BBQ, and this year my partner Todd Neufeld and I were asked to join in the celebrations and make some cool balloons for the Senators and the Congressmen.

Here we are standing in the backyard of the White House.

The BBQ was themed after New Orleans in honor of Katrina, and featured New Orleans style food and entertainment. Which meant really yummy fried chicken and Jazz players. I’m not really sure how the dude below fit into that theme, but he was pretty spiffy!

After the gig, we were feed and taken on a private tour. Here I am checking out the Dish Room!

In May I got a chance to do my first gig in another country! This time I was packing my bags and heading to the other side of the world, Hangzhou, China. For those of you not geographically inclined, Hangzhou is about a 3 hour drive south of Shanghai.

My friend Todd and I had recently started doing a show together, and we, along with about 80 other clowns and balloon artist were invited to be part of the ACMI World Clown Festival. The festival was part of the Golden Week celebrations and they were going all out in preparation for the 2008 Olympics. Todd and I were performing twice daily, and doing strolling entertainment in between acts.


Our stage was in the middle of a field which we shared with the other balloon performers and some mighty large bugs. By day two we had all stopped by the drug store and picked up bug repellent. By day three I was covered in so many bug bites, I looked like I had the chicken pox. Luckily, I managed to come home with out catching West Nile
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At the end of the festival, there was a fashion show. Todd and I made three dresses for the show. Although we cheated a little. We used the same top for two of the designs. Sneaky, I know.



Year two of Balloon Manor. As I mentioned in my last post, the first Balloon Manor was such a success, we were anxious to do it again. We took a year off, in case you’re wondering what happened to Balloon Manor ’05. This time the Manor was themed after a haunted hotel, and was affectionally nick-named the Dead and Breakfast after one of my favorite horror flicks.

Things started out much the same as they did the prior year. Lots of chaos, and lots of balloons. I was put in charge of designing the Beast-ro (pun-intended). We offered classes during the afternoon this year, in which students were taught how to build there own scary monsters out of balloons. Most of the goulies in my room came out of the class. The students did an amazing job creating one-of-a-kind monsters.



In addition to designing the Dinning hall, I also had the fun task of designing the bathroom! With the help of my good friend Suzanne Haring, we created a his and her’s bathroom for the monsters to, uh-hem…powder their noses.


Again we raised a lot of money for a great cause, and had a great time!

So I think everybody has one of those friends. You know, the friend you can’t say no to. The guy who can call you up in the middle of the night and say with some crazy idea, and you don’t ask questions, you just put on your coat and hope it doesn’t involve a dead body. Well for me that friend is Larry.
So when Larry says to me, “I’m building a Haunted House out of balloons. You’re going to come help, right?” All I can say, “Of coarse I am, Larry. That doesn’t unrealistic at all.”
I was in collage at the time in Las Vegas, and this being a haunted house, it meant I needed to be in New York mid-October, right smack dab in the middle of mid terms. Great. How was I going to explain to my college professors, I needed to get out of midterms so I could fly to New York and build what was essentially a glorified balloon animal?
Well after begging, pleading, and promising to do my math teacher’s son’s bar-mitzvah, I had somehow managed to get everyones permission, and I was on my way to build the first ever haunted house made entirely out of balloons.
By the time I got on location, the hollowed out department store was already filled with balloons. Seeing as we only had 5 days to build the 10 room mansion, people weren’t wasting any time.

Each of the rooms had a designer and someone to assist them. I somehow wound up helping Larry in his room, the banquet hall. He was busily trying to build an organist for the room while constantly being pulled away to answer questions and talk to the press. Poor Larry, I think the organ and the organ player were the only things he got to build at all.

While he was working on the organ, I was asked to build some chairs for the Dinning room table.



We had close to 100 volunteers from around the community come out and help us inflate the 1000s of balloons it took to build the walls of balloon manor, and by day three most of the walls had been put into place, and it was stating to look like a real house!

Balloon Manor told the story of the bizarre death of the Manor’s inhabitants after a wedding. Once a year the members are allowed to return to their home and relive the wedding. Seeing as the bride and groom were the central focus of the story, we had a small moment of panic when a few minutes before opening, we realized we had somehow forgotten to build the bride! She was quickly built and we snuck her in between tours. Here you see the bride and groom being hitched by the king.

Somehow, we managed to finish the project on time, well, if you don’t count the bride showing up late, and had a line of people wrapped around the building to see our house. We raised a ton of money for the Cancer Research Center, and had an amazing time. By the time the doors opened, we were already planning the next Manor.