Chasing a Dream: SO Hollywood!

One of the most interesting things I’ve learned in my dream chase is to recognize things that are SO HOLLYWOOD.

For the Love of All Things Fried, What Does That Mean?

They Need to Fix the Sign

They Need to Fix the Sign

It actually means a LOT of things, and I’m not so sure that any of them are good. And being from the South, I was quite surprised when I began to recognize it.

When Did I First Recognize “Hollywood?”

Several months before I left Nashville, I was perusing one of the websites where casting notices are posted, and I saw an email that I found to be interesting from a casting agent. It was seeking the name of the agent for Kelvin and Rosalee Ramer and leaving a contact number and the name Roxane Davis at Roxane Davis Casting in Los Angeles. Now, everyone who knows me well knows two things about me: (1) I am dogged about finding stuff on the internet and can find more in about five minutes than most people can find in a week, and (2) I LOVE a challenge. So I set out to find out who—and where—Kelvin and Rosalee Ramer were. It took a little longer than five minutes, but in fairly short order, I found out that Kelvin Ramer was the father of Rosalee Ramer and they lived in Watsonville, California. I also found out that Mr. Ramer owned a towing service, and that Rosalee was a teenaged girl who raced Monster Trucks. I kept searching and found a phone number for the Ramer’s towing business and just gave them a call.

When a gentleman answered the phone, I asked for Mr. Kelvin Ramer, who was not there. I then asked if I had the right number (I did), and whether Mr. Ramer and Rosalee had an agent. The gentleman on the phone told me that they did not.

Next, I introduced myself, explained how I came about looking for them, and asked the gentleman to give Mr. Ramer and Rosalee the message to call Ms. Davis, explaining she was a casting agent and likely wanted to cast them in some show. So, you might think, that would be it, right? Normally, I’d say yes. But, you see, I have done lots of phone work over the years (both at the Crisis Center and as a phone sex operator), and I could absolutely hear it in his voice that he did not intend to give them the message. I could almost hear him thinking that IF he gave them the message, and IF they contacted her and IF they got cast, then there they went to Hollywood and his job would be out the window, dead and gone. Believe me when I tell you that I could hear it in his voice, even though he did NOT say those words or anything close to them. He agreed, in fact, to pass the message alone. Except I strongly suspected that he would not.

My next move, then, was to call Ms. Roxane Davis. Now, this was a funny phone call. She answered her phone like we all do, “Hello,” and I introduced myself. I then told her that I had seen her search for Kelvin and Rosalee Ramer and had found them. She said, “Hold on just a second, would you? I’m in a restaurant, and I want to hear you better.” So I held. When she returned, her voice was very questioning, “You are who?” she asked.

I told her the story again, and explaining that I didn’t feel the gentleman with whom I had spoken would pass along the message, and I wanted to give her their phone number, just in case he didn’t. She took down the number, and asked, “Are you their agent?”


“You just looked them up and called me?”


“And you don’t want anything?” No. There was a long pause. And then she said, “How did you find them?”

“I just looked them up on the internet.”

You see, she explained to me that she had looked on the internet, too, and couldn’t find them. She couldn’t understand how she could fail to find them when looking, and yet I found them.

But then, people who know me understand it completely, don’t they? (Y’all can shake your heads “yes” here.)

Well, as the story goes, Ms. Davis was more than a little bit surprised that someone in Tennessee would go out of their way to find something on the internet to help someone in California with NO expectation of return. Honestly, to me, that’s just being neighborly, and it didn’t take anything away from me to help her. It’s just what I do. And then Ms. Davis asked how I happened to be on a casting site, and I explained that I would be moving to Hollywood in a few months to pursue my lifelong dreams. She said to me, “When you get here, I want to meet you. I want to keep in touch with you, so keep my phone number and give me a call when you get here.”

I hadn’t a clue who Roxane Davis was or what she might have cast. And when I did my research on Roxane Davis, I found that she had quite a casting resume, working in film and television, as executive in charge of casting on several projects. I thought that was quite interesting… when I talked with my publicist and told him about it, he said, “That doesn’t happen here—nobody does NOTHING for nothing.” I stood out to Ms. Davis because I just did what comes naturally to me, I helped her just because I could.

Where Does this Story End?

Well, as she requested, I kept Ms. Davis’s email address and phone number, and called then sent her an email once I got settled in LA. She didn’t respond. So I figured she might have forgotten who I was, that I was the person who located Kelvin and Rosalee Ramer for her, so I emailed her once again, as a reminder. And got no response. After a couple weeks passed, I emailed once more, joking this time, saying, “If I can find Kelvin and Rosalee Ramer for you in one internet search, imagine how else I might be able to help.” Still I got no response. In fact, that’s been about a year, I’d guess, and to date I have had NO RESPONSE from her.

That’s So Hollywood

Sadly, I’ve come to realize, that THAT IS SO HOLLYWOOD. I love being here: I love the fact that I am meeting people whose goals are so much like my own, and I love the opportunities to pursue life-long dreams. But I have had to accept these harsh realities:

  1. If you pay someone to do something—even if they don’t accomplish that something—once you quit paying them, they are essentially done with you.
  2. People do NOT necessarily mean it when they say, “I want to keep in touch with you.” I suspect they think it sounds nice coming out of their mouths, but the reality of actually keeping in touch with you is way too much trouble.
  3. If someone gives you their card and they offer a service, don’t bother to call them to meet for lunch or friendly conversation—they gave you the card for a BUSINESS RELATIONSHIP, not as a way to say they want to be your friend.
  4. There is little neighborliness in the neighborhoods, and true friends are few and far between. It’s all about money—how much they can get from you, how little they have to do for it, and how long you will keep paying them.
  5. Offering to help people earns you suspicious looks; and NOBODY will offer to help YOU, so don’t even let that thought enter your mind.

So I’ve learned what it means to be SO HOLLYWOOD. And it is sad that sincerity is so lacking. I guess that’s why they call it “Tinsel town.”




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