W. M. Kennedy was having difficultly getting through the debut performance of his autobiographical comical rant, 1 Third, which makes sense, given that the entire rant is about his inability to get through life. Such self-aware haplessness may be funny at a party, but its transfer to the stage takes planning, of which Kennedy hasn’t done much. He presents his life goals for the next 10 years as a corporate strategy, standing behind a podium giving a PowerPoint. The podium gives him liberty to bring notes, to which he clings (when, that is, he’s not muttering spottily funny improvisational asides). Maylee Todd, who does vocal-and-harp interludes, provides respite, but even her pretty ditties seem cobbled together.