in all honesty the idea has been mooted, fondled, thrown up in the air, bounced off the wall and chewed on. and everybody seems to agree, it just cant go wrong. browne is bonafide nuts and as such excellent material for trp records and new york times bestseller lists. there's a crying need for a dedicated mobile tv studio. and a pulitzer winner author to document his life. no detail should be spared in the service of history and evolutionary study in general. there is money to be made at the robin browne show. so while everybody else takes their time jumping on to this golden goose, i've decided to stalk the stalker.
today between mouthfuls of corn (with masala as opposed to pepper, which is how he likes his corn), browne announced, "i hate dings."
amen.
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