Flood stories Part 3

Now that Bonnaroo is in the record books, we can continue with our series of flood stories from EO members. Here is today’s entry which is about how EO members handled their businesses in the aftermath:

Sonny Clark, founder and president of Advanced Network Solutions, found his offices on the corner of Broadway and 1st Avenue were at ground zero for rising water. He said his company had to act quickly to ensure that his clients had access to critical data.

“Our basement flooded to the ceiling and they cut the power off,” he said. “We moved all our technology infrastructure to a data center that wasn’t affected and haven’t experienced any downtime since.”

Clark said he reached out to a fellow EO Nashville member Steve Curnutte with Tortola Partners to find office space for his employees.

“That night we moved ten workstations to his offices and the next morning he had parking passes, keys and furniture all ready to go for us,” said Clark. “We had a total of about three hours of downtime due to flooding.”

Clark added that one of his clients located near LP Field was flooded just two weeks after signing up for offsite data backup service with ANS. The company was able to get all of the client’s technology up and running at the data center.

Mose Ramieh, president of Power & Generation Testing Inc., said his company has been assisting with recovery of electrical systems.

“We’ve been working with electrical contractors to restore power to Municipal Auditorium, Bridgestone, Pinnacle Tower and Opryland,” he said. “This is a truly challenging situation for all those involved and the work will continue for weeks if not months.”


Bonna-preneur Part 2

A great time was had by all during EO’s first foray to Bonnaroo this weekend. Some were old hands, who knew which porta-potties to trust, but most of us were Bonna-virgins.

The real separation of the true believers from the hangers-on came at midnight on Saturday, when seats on the first buses home became hot commodities – with some folks who had signed up for the 2 a.m. bus thinking they may have overestimated their passion for 12+ hours of music, unrelenting heat, pungent porta-potties, $7 beer and threading your way in the dark through hundreds of acres of human carpet. One enterprising EO member  offerred to sell his seats on the midnight bus to the highest bidder, proof that the free market always finds a way to reconcile expectations to reality.

In the end, the music carried the day. From the smallest tent to the main stage, it was consistently first rate. I can think of no other place where I could have exposed myself to a greater selection in such a concentrated period. If you can get used to the smell, it was a pretty amazing experience. And in the end, I wasn’t smelling a thing.