Per my coauthor, this was the last idea-generating email I sent our drop box before I was in a coma. Ironically, at that point I could not crawl, walk, or run. Still can't. At least not in the traditional sense of crawling. I have to scoot up stairs on my ass. That's a poor version of crawl. I should add, that the concert we were at was Dawes - we didn't go to Flogging Molly until a later date, and we weren't standing on the main floor for that show as it was too crowded. We were surprised the guy missed his date so much given he had just been booted for putting his arm around a stranger multiple times, even after pleasantly asked not to.
If you're not familiar with crawl-walk-run, it has to do with quick wins, near term wins, and long term wins. Not rocket science, just an easy meme management types and PMs like because it's got an associated visual. Perhaps we should have used a comic of someone doing all three. I'm not sure who would get the black bubble in that strip.
Snrky: They said we were going to follow a crawl-walk-run business model from now on. So I ran to the elevator before they could walk all over my project.
Title: I wonder if the end stage is trip and fall?