Kim C, I got a chill in my spine at the name "Fran". I don't want to know more. I'm afraid. It could be cloning.

   Do you ever get the feeling there's an expectation when your employers die, you'll be buried with them, like in an egyptian tomb?

I keep trying to convince college theatre people to produce Vaclav Havel's play The Memorandum. Though it was written in 63, it has a weirdly contemporary quality, and although some would classify it in the Theatre of the Absurd file, I think the office setting would make it accesible to many people. On the bright side, I get to see all the usual college fare over and over until I could walk on in any part.