Richard Simmons, being a brilliant think tank all in one man, being able to personally contribute to the weight loss of more people throughout more decades than the originator of any eating disorder, said the following brilliant quote last night: “New Orleans is the Venice, Italy of the world.” [cite]
Brilliant. There’s no other word for it.

My buddy Trint asked, “Oh good grief. When is Richard Simmons going to die?” And that’s when it hit me: he’s not going to. He’s the first Raelian clone. He will forever be dancing to the oldies, even when they’re the oldies of Brian Wilson, 50 Cent and Coldplay. Indy bands that are yet to be signed to major labels or have their tracks given away on iTunes will be danced to before this man stops being cloned. Bipeds will be talking about the ancient instruments called ‘Guitars’ and he’ll be slapping people in airports, dealing meals and swooshing his afro about as he kicks, spins and clones himself into oblivian. Richard Simmons is a clone.

I, however, am avoiding being cloned. What? With my zany sense of humor, crazy/obscure jokes and off the wall one liners I’d probably throw the universe out of alignment and we’d all go crashing into the sun. Then we’d really be sweating to the oldies 😉

thanks to Robin for turning me on to the Richy Simmy quote.