Did you click the link above?

What are you waiting for?

Don't you want to learn more?

I miss you.

I need you.

Want you.

It's a hunger.

No polite way to say it.

Please call.

Or email.

Please!!!

Don't make me beg.

You don't think I will?

You don't understand me at all.

You couldn't.

Or you would already be on the phone.

Why?

Why are you doing this?

To me!

Love is cruel.

But you needn't be.

Although I like it more than I admit.

But that doesn't mean you shouldn't call!

Or write!

Just click on the email thingamajig!!!

This is torture.

Sweet torture.

Sweet, sweet, sweet...

You think I’m enjoying this, don't you?

Well maybe I am.

But so are you.

But enough is enough.

Call.

Write.

Something.

Please..?

I had a crazy dream last night.

You were in it.

But if you don't contact me I can't tell you about it.

You should click the link.

If for nothing else, it makes a neat sound.

OK, I’m kidding about the sound.

That would take web programming.

And I’m just a film / video tool.

Tool.

Sigh.

That's why you're still reading this instead of talking with me, isn't it?

You think I’m a tool.

That's cool.

You think I care?

What you think?

Seriously..?

Well I do!!!

I care!!!

Of course I care.

Like a mother bear cares for her cubs.

Like a Chicagoan cares for his cubs.

Like a den mother cares for her cubs.

I care in that cubby way!!!

Because I've learned something in my years in this business.

Something important.

Affirmation.

Love.

Self respect.

Comes from outside.

From others.

I learned these values from my parents.

Who love me unconditionally.

As long as I agree to live up to certain conditions.

That's why I ended up in this industry.

I bet you understand that.

A little too well.

Now we relate.

We've bonded.

We're BFF's.

Like Bette and 50 Cent.

So.

There's only one thing that's still confusing...

Why haven't you called?

Yet.

Call me.

Email me.

Please?

PLEASE!!!

Escaped From L.A. Films

68-1934 Lina Poepoe St

Waikoloa, HI 96738