A Little Man Makes A

I Realized What A Ridiculous Lie My Whole Life Has Been.

A Play Is Made By Sensing How The Forces In Life Simulate Ignorance-you Set Free The Concealed Irony, The Deadly Joke.

Data Is A Lot Like Humans: It Is Born. Matures. Gets Married To Other Data, Divorced. Gets Old. One Thing That It Doesn't Do Is Die. It Has To Be Killed.

Work A Lifetime To Pay Off A House You Finally Own It And There's Nobody To Live In It.

The Play Is Really A Kind Of Nightmare. It Ought To Flow Rapidly And Effortlessly From One Moment To Another. In London, We Had Difficulty With The Set, Which Required Too Much Effort To Move Around. Having Gotten The Benefit Of Seeing It Done Once, I Wanted To Work On The Script, To Make It Sharper And More Pointed.