ROX
                         Did Einstein say that?  Is time? 
                         In the eye?  Of the beholder?  So
                         I'm four weeks into the rehearsal
                         of Streetcar in this hole-in-the
                         wall theater in Omaha, and I'm
                         running one of my scenes with
                         Mitch.  It's not working.  He's
                         stubbly.  I don't like stubble. 
                         And I'm idly wondering why I
                         accepted a gig in a state where
                         there's no sushi, and Nick just
                         looks in my eyes and says, "Could
                         it be?  You and me?"  And all
                         around me, all the noise and
                         traffic in the city instantly
                         stopped, just frozen there, and
                         airplanes gleamed motionless in the
                         sky, and the rivers slowed to tepid
                         ice.  And not one living thing
                         moved or breathed.  And in that
                         silence I could hear the heartbeat
                         of the earth...  Some unknown time
                         later, Nick and his stubble left
                         the theater for a burger, and I sat
                         in the empty theatre with my
                         questions: What did I just
                         experience?  Dear God?  Is time? 
                         In the eye?