First thing you think when you look at this picture of my brother Max talking to my sister Alice about his business plans is probably that anybody who wears shorts as dorky as that has got to be a mogul. A titan of industry who could care less about style; because he's all about substance.

But then you see his "moneymaker," the Robotic Panorama Head, and you (or at least I) realize that this is the same oversized goofball who took apart your Panasonic radio back in 1977. Is there hope? Well, there's always the children...