While I do break for Jonas Brothers fans, I usually take the "secret" back way (west on 44th Street -- very secret) to work to avoid the Times Square crush on my way to work. Plus, there's a potential for a Clay Aiken spotting since I pass Spamalot on my way into the MTV building too. Hasn't happened yet but I have HOPE.
But this morning I took the main route up Broadway, through the heart of Times Square, crossing through that little strip of land that bisects Broadway and Seventh Avenue and is actually called Military Island, fun fact, or not so fun, depending on your views on the military.
Anyway, when people aren't using that spot as their own personal Olan Mills, it's often used for corporate promotions and stunts, like the Netflix movie binge that's happening right now.
Basically some of the world's laziest people (besides myself), are watching movies for five straight days. And only taking breaks to pee and to sweat to with the golden oldie himself, RICHARD EFFING SIMMONS! So, the im-pec-(har)-ably befro'ed flab fighter was there, in his skimpy skivvies, in the flesh, working these poor people out. I snapped a B'Berry pic for you guys, for my cousin Shelley who's been obsessed with him since we were kids, and, of course, for Jim Cantiello.
Inspired by my awe-inspired Richard Simmons spotting, please enjoy these sweat-inducing videos: Keith Sweat's "Make You Sweat," D'Angelo's "How Does It Feel," (get well soon, big guy!) and a great from the crate that's almost as classic as Richard Simmons himself -- C+C Music Factory's "Make You Sweat."