The UW Drama department's Undergraduate Theater Society put on a production of "Dead Man's Cell Phone" last year, or maybe it was two years ago. Either way, I didn't get a chance to see it, as it was during the run of another show I was working on. It's a shame.
The play has something to do with the cell phone of a man who died (hence the title), and his friends and relatives are calling and leaving messages. Or something like that.
Last summer, a friend of mine died. His phone number is still in my phone, and there is always this urge to call it.
Tonight I did.
It was busy.
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