What are you?  Stoopid?

Unless you're a complete jamoke, everyone knows that there is a game to be played in Hollywood, and the Quad Cities, too.  You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours.  You put my screenplay in front of your boss and tell him it's a sure hit, and I'll give you a hundred clams.  You give me your recipe for killer artichoke pesto dip and I'll give you Keanu Reeve's phone number.  You give me your recipe for Spam loaf, and I'll give you David Spade's phone number. Simple, capiche?

So, if you want to get ahead in this whole screenplay dodge, click here.

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