I threw an end of summer Tiki Bar party at my house last night. The hit of the party, besides the cheese burgers, mai-tais, pina coladas, and blue Hawaians, was the six-foot tiki I rented from Oceanic Arts, a very cool Tropical and Polynesian decor wharehouse that has existed in Whittier California since 1956. I have no idea whether or not Tiki culture and religion has anything at all to do with marking the end of summer, but I and 30 of my dear friends had a blast.