I'm In A New York State Of Find.

Let's see how this goes.....

Never in a million years did I figure that I would end up here in New York City.  I've always considered myself a Los Angeles kind type of dude.  Miami was great as well, but here we are in tha Big Apple.  Where they claim, if u can't make it here, u just ain't no good.  Or something like that. I remember as a kid my Aunt talking about how the rats here are as big dogs.  She wasn't lying.  The other day, this rat stopped me in the middle of lunch hour, and had a full conversation with me.  We got to talking about tha state of tha Yankees, where u can find tha best hot dog, and the real reason Regis gave up his spot on Morning spot on TV.  This little guy was like a genius, he even told me how one night him and Donald Trump got into an argument at a Penthouse party about how u should split the cheese in life.  He said, he hit Tha Donald with three karate chops, followed by a flick of his ring finger, and next thing u know it, tha cops were called in, and tha little guy was booked, and later sent upstate to Tha Big Maze which left him even more confused due to tha fact that he could never find his way out.  Even now, he talks with a little glaze in his eye, that leaves u to believe that he's one Velvetta short of having it all.  But...That's New York.

Country Days. City Nights.

They say it's nothing like your very first,
At least that's what I heard the other day.
But on this Friday night, my next just pulled up tha driveway,
I couldn't understand if it was reality or just play.

I got a story to tell you on tonight,
Don't worry it won't bite or even make u cry.
Although, it has a few serious moments in it,
Just shows u what happens when u try to fly.

Bear with us a little bit, and grab a coffee,
Keep the seat next to you, warm just in case.
Put ur TV on mute, just for a little while,
To make it more fun, put on in tha background, some Rob Base.

Gonna tell you about a night I will never forget,
Tha one that has lead us to this point.
One that I felt would never, ever end,
Where everything almost happened except chiefing a joint.

Alright, here we go, are you ready?
I shouldn't put my life out here for show.
Ur the only one I can talk to about this,
For real...Alright...Ready...Set...And Go!

The First Date With L Squared.

(Somewhere in a Penthouse on Ocean Drive)

"Dar...ling, you have got to be kidding me.  You think I just show up for anybody whenever they ask for me?!  Ur Highly mistaken.  Listen, I only show up to those parties who have paid their dues, and once they've put in tha time and the effort, then maybe, I mean, may...be I will make a cameo appearance.  Honey, I'm special.  Really special.  I gotta go, these camera fellows are here, alright...Smooches."

(Phone click.)

Rap-It Fire Contest.

(Parental Discretion Advised)


'Welcome To Tha Finals of  Rhyme-fest Twenty...Thirteeennn!!!'

(Crowd going wild!)

I freakin' can't believe that u brought me to this thing.  U know how I feel about these things.

"Listen, u just need to get over it.  I know they've done u wrong for tha last few years out, but homie..."

Last few years??  Dude, I've entered this stupid contest for tha last decade.  Each time out I was better than these bufoons that they gave tha trophy and that $10,000 prize money to.  Every-Single-Time.  Right now, I'm just at a point where I'm sick and tired of having to "wait" for my turn to come when I gotta watch others get theirs before me.  When I know they aren't as true to tha game as I am.  Makes me wanna throw up, for real.

Single's Night.

With all my heart.

Today was one of those days,
Which we had 2 look within for tha fight.
One of those days that seemed so weird,
Almost as much as Miley Cyrus on MTV last night.

U just get tha feeling that something was in tha air,
What... I couldn't put my finger on.
I gonna write this thang, and keep it real as possible,
No need to fake it, I mean I am a Literature Don.

Our life is so crazy, bro,
Now we're starting to not even try to explain.
The more I just want things to be normal,
Things happen that make our face look so disdain.

Learning to just roll with tha punches,
Cuz seemingly no matter what I do, it's being scripted.
Does anybody else feel that way on tonight?,
Like u know ur gonna get plastered before ur even tempted.

Luv's Bell Toils.

My head is spinning....I hope I make it.  I'm still recovering from my night out last night.  Big Tommy and Daniela's shing dig was kinda while.  Who knew that Keg stands could be so let's just say...entertaining.  All these wild stories, and laughter, I didn't get home til dag gone near 3 a.m. in tha morning.  Still feel after shocks of sipping some Pizza beer.  I didn't even know they made that stuff.  It was alright, but I like mine thick crusted.  I just wish that I could just chill out on today, relax, and have me a sexy baby girl and just enjoy life Michael Franti style.  But, instead, all you-know-what is about to break loose in about...5...4...3...2...1...

(Ringgggg!!)

A Galaxian Premiere.

(Tom Ford...Tom Ford...Tom Ford...Com-ing Up...Com-ing Down...Ride clean...fix u head, in my crown...bad..)

Oh, no...not already!  It's like I just went to sleep...Where's my phone?

(...International...bring back tha Concorde...Numbers-don't-lie, check tha...Swipe!)

Man, that nap was...(Yawn!)...That nap was soooo crazy.  It's nothing like getting some shut-eye before a day of fun really begins.  This is about to be a crazy day.  Can't believe that it has finally arrived.  After all that we've been through, it's like...I don't know.  It's crazy. I think about all the crazy things that has been going on in our life, and all the wild things that has been going on with us and these girls.  I mean, tha other day, while I was in line at this store, and I'm not making this up, this checkout girl was about to ring us up, and next thing I know it, she pour a cup of water straight up down her shirt and into her boobies.  I'm thinking, "U gotta be kidding me?!!"  I'm not lying one Ryan Braun about this.  First it threw me off like, Dang! Why does this stuff always happen when I don't have any singles on me?!  I mean, u cute and all, but it's gonna take a whole lot of Penolope Cruz's and Lauren London's before I make it rain with this Lincoln five!  Then secondly, I thought doesn't she know that two cups of water are better than one when it comes to these gimmicks.  I thought that they only do these things at those local radio win a free Frisbee setups on Spring Break in Cancun or on Wiksteria Lane with that Desperate Housewife chick Edie Britt .  But once again, our life is beyond words.

A Backpage Return.

Oh...Boy!  Well, sometimes in life things are just meant to be.  Whether that means Louis V bags never going on sale...Or folks running stoplights down here in Miami...Or...Us simply continuing on this website.

www.austinogalaxia.com

There must be something in tha air, because I had something else set up, but I could not get our domain name to change on tha new setup.  They asked me all these questions, had me go through all these security checks, and control panels, it felt like I was on a first date with a pretty Mami from Tha Magic City!  Neverthaless...Is that spelled right?!  Anyhowser, I'm back, and flat out better than ever.  I'm gonna keep this short cuz I gotta shave my crotch and face area...Ok, maybe not my face.  But let's just say I'm gonna get my Model GTL on at nighttime, if that makes sense.

Tha Final Galaxian Night.

Tha last one has finally arrived,
Time for us to move on.
Mentioned it for some weeks now,
Finally, it has appeared like tha break of dawn.

A swan song, you can say,
Let me asked is it black or white?
So many things have been written about here,
Of all our adventures, in our Armani tights.

For one final time, we're gonna get loose,
There's no other way to do.
Here's to all tha good times in this diary,
And all the days we felt so blue.

Remixed and Remastered.

Well...Well...Well...

Perhaps tha rarest of diary entries of them all. A late Friday Night post.  Usually I'm either kickin' it out and about, or to be honest, flat out conked out catching up on some shut eye, as we prepare for tha meat of tha weekend.  But here we are.  What is going to unfold on tonight?  What is going to unfold...

Tha Last Post of "Tha Before" Life.

Oh, another day in Tha Magic City.  I'm not gonna front, today was strange.  Like beyond any Addams Family episode, that I've ever seen.  It began with us waking up at a weird hour of tha night, like around 1 am.  After some kind of crazy dreams which we've been having a lot of recently.  I mean, anytime ur dreaming about having dinner at tha White House with Ronald Reagan as ur host.  Him sitting at tha head table, and ur sitting to his nearest right, chatting it up about life, and having him thoroughly described what tha phrase, "This, That and a 1/3rd" means in perfect detail.  Something is going on wit us!  On tha real tip though, R Squared was mad cool to talk too in our dream, me and him was kickin' it. No Hollywood movie talk, no talk about tha Welfare system and government cheese, nor no talk about tha greatness of tha old Four Horsemen of Notre Dame football, me and him was on tha straight up Homie tip!  So had that dream, then, let's see, had another one where all these famous people were just hanging out upstairs at tha old home I used to live in years ago.  These athletes and stuff just sitting in a semi-circle, perhaps outlined by a compass, just joking and hanging out.  What else...

Flight #080413.

Here we go....


Tha Time has arrived,
Tha one that I've been talking about.
Tha one that we've been writing for two years on,
Tha one that's gonna bring us to a mad shout.

Tha Moment when no words are needed,
Tha one which speaks for itself.
Tha one where "I told u so's" are frowned upon,
Tha one which shows ur soul's depth.

Knife Stronger Than Tha Galaxia? Pt. 2

(Parental Discretion Once Again is Strongly Advised)

Previously on The New Adventures of Austino Galaxia...Click Here.

Now...The Conclusion of "Knife Stronger Than Tha Galaxia?"

Enjoy!