Last night at Bacchanal, 007 played a streamlined Carribean beat (missing were the steel drums), it almost felt like I was on a cruise with the most eclectic crowd on the planet. The crowd was exceptionally diverse last night – R came in dressed the way G likes him, A and C were there with a group of their own, P&E showed up and left because the line was too long for food – C came to meet me and introduced me to L, a little honey whose father has a bar in Empire – I said we should drive down there now, but she said he only serves microwave pizzas and since we were hungry and not in the mood for Chef Pete’s food – C and I went to the Quarter where before food we went to see the burlesque show and A was one of the dancers (she taught me pilates at Uncle Joe’s). Then cheddar burgers at By Your Mama’s or Bayou Mamas (who remembers) on Decatur and why oh why did I let C talk me into a shot of Jagermeister? What am I – twelve?
007 is also the code name for our strategy to grow our company – we are delivering one enhanced project a week and cranking up the marketing which has me all cranked and wound up. But the results should be known next year – 2007 – hence 007. In Purchase earlier this year at a meeting I insisted we name our effort to give it some oomph and everyone thought I was being ridiculous but K came back and tagged it 007 – and I like it! It’s got me jazzed.