Computers, more computers and a name. So I want to jump ahead to the juicy details since no one really cares about the day to day stuff that has happened. Personally, there are many days that I would love to forget, but they have been burned into my memory. It was really a great experience not being a programmer, the only help that I could provide was running food and handing over my credit card. I can tell you that I did become a member of the Oprah Book Club while development continued.
New Years Eve 2006, I am hanging with my friends and my telephone rings and its Gavin. “Hello” i say, the reply was “We are done, we need servers.” But, But its 2AM I cant go buy servers now. Is there a 24/7 drive thru server store that I am not aware of? Now the excitement builds, I believe that we buy some servers and we are ready to launch “???????” but it doesn’t even have a name.
Now after 3 years, i am still sitting on the couch and don’t talk to me today cause its book day, but at the commercial I realize that Gav has busted his butt and needs a break before he breaks. I look over and say hey Gav wanna go to New York for a break. After all I am the Venture Capital so i can actually take a mental health trip and have to explain this trip to anyone. My bff Debbie (Mistress Debbie to you), had made the arrangements for us since it was 4:30pm and we had to get to the airport if we were going to be flying out that evening. The flight was great, now we are at JFK and I come to the bright idea we can take the subway into the city. Oh crap did i mention that it was now late January and Gavin didn’t own a winter coat. So we exit the Subway in the city and i begin to walk to the hotel now Gavin is freezing as we walk. As we pass each block I say “we are almost there” i figured it was three blocks from the subway so we really didn’t need a cab. To this day he still calls me cheap for not getting a cab.
We finally get to the hotel and I was like “Wow this this place looks like a crime scene.” But we are men so we check in, and go to our rooms. The night is pretty uneventful no gun shots or anything, but I think the heat is broken, can it possibly get any hotter in here. The next morning Gavin calls me and is ready to get going, I desperately needed a cup of coffee so we planned to meet in an hour. As I am coming back from the corner store with a cup of coffee in my hands i was thinking we need to find a new hotel. Now I am not a religious person at all but what happened next was a sign from somewhere. Getting into the elevator, I notice that there are other people in the elevator, “7 please” I look at my elevator mates and realize that I am looking at Detective Briscoe and Green from Law and Order. This cant be true, wow this place really is a crime scene. I call Gav’s room and say “pack we gotta go somewhere else.”
Walking the streets of New York we walk past Sony Style, I had learned that a programmer couldn’t pass up a computer store, just like my mother couldn’t pass a shoe store so we enter. Walking around Sony Style with our bags and my dog (Paris but to her friends her name is Boniva). Gavin is figuring out what laptop he wanted next, so he says to me “what do you think of this Vaio” I turn and see him ghost white pale looking at me like a deer in the headlights. “Gav WTF” one word came out of his mouth “Xivio” ok now he is speaking to me in a foreign tongues can it get worse. “I want to call it Xivio” he says to me and now we are one step closer to an actual lauch after all we just named our project.