Playwright Mac Rogers has racked up many accolades over the years, including a FringeNYC Outstanding Play award for Viral. Last season, Rogers offered a three-play sci-fi saga (the Honeycomb Trilogy) that clocked in at nearly eight hours worth of stage time.
As Americans waste away in windowless conference rooms, embezzling a few thousand here and there, living among foreclosure signs, lying to loved ones, to our government, this 29-year-old playwright has taken notice.
Its Monday afternoon in a very clean, carpeted room in the basement of St. Peters Church. From the speakers, Bob, a man with a warm voice and a distinct New York accent tells the story of the time he almost bowled a 300.