DON'T ENCOURAGE HIM!!!
A Raucous Compendium of Irrelevance, Improprieties, and Lapses in Judgment
Scott Robinson is, put simply, an American phenomenon. A child acting prodigy, he made his performance debut on the original Star Trek as the chirpy sound of a communicator flipping open. He then turned down the role of Carol’s niece on The Brady Bunch in order to become a session player in The Partridge Family studio band, serving up scorching harpsichord riffs on many of their early hits. His nose for the eclectic led him into investigative journalism, where he made his mark while still in college with the Pulitzer-winning Carter White House Post-Its. Further literary success soon arrived with The Vagina Soliloquies, a New York Times bestseller, followed in quick success by This Is What I’m Saying, The Sister Mary Murders, and Be Nice to Old People. Adding cinema to his resumé with his art film My Left Nut, which got two thumbs up from Siskel & Ebert and an honorable mention at Cannes, he then wrote the ground-breaking screenplay You’re Not My Mother! - which, though unproduced, netted him a Writer’s Guild Award. Turning to science and mathematics with his Song That Never Ends Theorum, which proved that pi can be found in pi, he then answered Wolfe’s The Right Stuff with his Apollo program tome Pack Out Your Trash!, and Fallacies of Post-Modern Thought: Anything Can’t Not Be Something, but Nothing Can’t Not Be Everything, now considered an international graduate school standard. He just couldn’t settle down. Adding a Tony Award to his glittering shelf, he next served up the spectacular Andrew Lloyd Webber reinterpretation Jesus H. Christ Superstar. The following year he took home a Grammy for Bluegrass Polyglot. His innovative exploration of the Hammond B-3, My Mighty Mighty Organ, may eclipse Rick Wakeman’s Six Wives of Henry VIII as the greatest rock instrumental album of all time. Through it all, he found time for conscientious activism, raising millions for the Bring Back 8-Track Tapes crusade and actively campaigning against the GameCube and original xBox platforms. He returned to the New York Times bestseller list just last year with his acclaimed childhood memoir, Why We Can’t Have Nice Things. What’s next for this cultural juggernaut? Only time will tell, but we can count on something that will provoke, confound, and dazzle...
UNCLE SCOTT'S TREASURY
OF USELESS KNOWLEDGE
This compendium of utterly random facts, stories and miscellany is superficially intended to amuse the reader, in moments of repose, idleness, or extreme boredom. Hopefully, however, the mix is sufficiently diverse and the individual items sufficiently compelling so as to engage the mind as well as the eyes and hands, and sufficiently contrary as to inspire an occasional touch of pique. The ideal union of book and reader is one in which the latter becomes the bane of the ignorant, the envy of the less erudite, and the life of every party...
UNCLE SCOTT'S TREASURY
OF RANDOM INFORMATION
This compendium of utterly random facts, stories and miscellany is superficially intended to amuse the reader, in moments of repose, idleness, or extreme boredom. Hopefully, however, the mix is sufficiently diverse and the individual items sufficiently compelling so as to engage the mind as well as the eyes and hands, and sufficiently contrary as to inspire an occasional touch of pique. The ideal union of book and reader is one in which the latter becomes the bane of the ignorant, the envy of the less erudite, and the life of every party...
