As a physicist, I have to pimp this show at Actor’s Express coming in March.
The Love Song of J. Robert Oppenheimer

J. Robert Oppenheimer: physicist, genius, lover– the man who built the bomb. In this poetic mixture of truth and fantasy, Oppenheimer meets a mythical femme fatale and confronts soldiers and spies; cocktails and Communists; women and war. Oppenheimers rise and fall erupts in a kaleidoscopic new play that explores questions of faith, conscience and the consequences of the never-ending pursuit of knowledge.

Of course, the title is a play on T.S. Eliot’s classic poem.

I know the play is a ways away, but I’m sitting here in Octane and perusing their table with flyer from, oh, just about everywhere in Atlanta is an enjoyable pasttime… and you have to take advantage of people’s free wireless internet… you just have to. Even if using it and things like it will make Bll Gates think I’m a communist.