Saleem, Wrong Number

I'm searching for an artistic kid named Saleem. In this age of Internet and Facebook, how hard can it be?

Here's what I know: Name sounds like Saleem, but could be Celine or spelled differently. (To make things easier,  Ima henceforth refer to our young artist as Saleem, a male.)

Saleem is applying to art schools.

Saleem gave out my phone number instead of his own.

I don't know how that happened. Maybe Saleem is dyslexic or ditzy or just so over-scheduled he made a simple mistake. Or is he diabolical, employing a creative way to get relentless college recruiters off his back?

Whatever the reason, I'm tired of dashing upstairs/downstairs/inside/outside every time some art school recruiter wants to talk to Saleem. I'm sick of listening to hard-sell pitches for art schools that I couldn't get into. It's also depressing how many more calls Saleem gets than me.

In other words, Saleem needs to be hunted down and taught a harsh lesson about proofreading.


In lieu of hiring a hit man, I'm counting on everyone to get the word out -- Six Degrees Of Kevin Bacon-like -- so Saleem can be found. To expedite matters, let's just circulate that Saleem came into some money. Scholarship money.

Look, if we don't make contact, this talented high-schooler may never get a chance to go to his Reach school and may have to settle for his Safe one. This could have catastrophically negative effects on his future.

You don't want to be responsible for that, right?

Please help. It's not like I'm asking for money. Search your phone contacts file. Search your Facebook  friends lists. Search your secret list that I didn't make. If you come up with a hit, tell Saleem to call someone whose name sounds like Pat but could be Pam ....  He should know the number ....




... Gotta go make myself a BLT ....









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