Forgot to mention in my Vegas trip report an unintentional test of my Sony-Ericsson T616 cell phone. Friday afternoon we were out in the hot tub, adn of course I had my cell phone with me (I had already fielded two calls from clients that day). I reached to move my phone out of the way so that I wouldn’t drip on it as I left the hot tub, but somehow I managed instead to deposit it in the hot tub. I immediately took it out and took off the battery, then got my pocket knife (which I hadn’t meant to bring on the trip, but had left it in my backpack from an earlier bikeride and it somehowmade it through security) and disassembled it, and put all the parts on the dashboard of the car. Sometimes desert heat can be your friend. I reassembled it a couple of hours later, and it had some problems with the screen, so I took it back apart and let it sit some more. I put it back together that evening, and it worked fine, and has ever since.

I say test #3, since this is not the first time I’ve gotten a cell phone wet. The first time was when Mike, Poncé and I managed to sink my little boat in Lake Austin…my Mototola StarTac did not fair too well after that. The second time was while I was working at Rice. I was doing my laundry, and heard an odd thumping sound in the dryer. I had left my phone in my jeans pocket. I did the whole disassembly and lay it on the dashboard (though not as dry as Vegas, Houston summers can be rather warm) while I was at work all day. I came out at the end of the day, put it back together, and had a working cellphone again.

Each year, a whole mess of theater companies in town get together and hold joint auditions for the upcoming year. Each year, I forget about it until it is too late. But not this year. June 12 & 13 at Stages, by appointment only, register by June 4.

Here is the full info, and here is the audition form in .pdf.

This is a non-musical audition (drat), but many of the companies do musicals, and have call-back auditions later. This’ll at least get you on their radar.

My friend Maìre O’Brien was in town for an audition with HGO this week. I picked her up at Hobby Monday as was taking her to Goode Company Barbeque (motto: “You should give considerable thought to thanking your lucky stars you’re in Texas.” Agreed.). As we pulled up to the stoplight of MacGregor and 288, there was a guy with a sign saying “Hungry…please help” and some other things. The odd thing was, he was talking on his cell phone! He tried to turn so we couldn’t see it, but I just started laughing. He grinned, shrugged, and continued talking on the phone.

Unable to go back to sleep at 5:30 thanks to the < sarcasm > lovely< /sarcasm > chattering of the birds outside my window, I reorganized my quotes page…it was that or finish cleaning up the guest room, so which would win out was a forgone conclusion. Besides, Maìre doesn’t get here for another 10 hours.

One of my friends from the LBJ School, Dan Benavides, took his life last week. Dan was an incredibly kind and thoughtful man. We had a lot of fun in Austin playing racquetball and poker and joking in the Hobby/Keel PRP. Dan was an Assistant DA in Dallas, and was making a difference.

He called me the week before, and we played phone tag, but he never said what was wrong…just asked me to pray for him.

I did, and I am. I don’t know what was torturing him…I just know that he didn’t have to go to this extreme.

To everyone: please, please, please!!!! If you ever think about hurting yourself, call me or someone else before acting. I beg of you.

And say a prayer for Dan.