I recently had the chance to step in for an actor that broke his leg (teach me to use that expression) in a short play by Duncan Pflaster called “Pocket Universe.” Jeff Martin was supposed to play my role of Zack, though I’ve never met him I hope he gets better. Anyway, it was a brief one act where I was someone’s boyfriend in their fantasy world but just their co-worker in the “real world.” I had a blast and got to perform in the Nuyorican Poet’s Cafe is the East Village. I could swear I could feel the presence of Jack Kerouac and others like him who’d no doubt spent countless hours in that very space. I love my life.