Get Ready...

I have some wild stories to tell, specifically about tonight, but I gotta eat and get some mad rest...they are good trust us.
Austino.

Who's the fairest of them all?

Is She the Fairest of them all?

It's 7:28 am, Chante Moore is banging on the computer and I got a LOT to say, let's get to it.

It is very rare that I meet someone who you can put into the conversation of The Most Beautiful.  Just to get into that convo, for someone like myself is truly amazing in and of itself.  I gonna write this thang, so Oregon Bear with us:

Last night, I was at American Airlines Arena for this Taylor Swift concert.  The crowd was 97% female which isn't a stretch by any sort, maybe an underestimate.  Anyhow, as I was there I saw this woman approach the door to enter in.  As I saw her, I was like, 'huh' who's this?  She presented her ticket to the ticket takers and then she opened her mouth.  As she was talking, I became more enthused about what she was saying.  She came in saying "Hello" and stuff.  She discussed how she was from California.  I later found out she was from Beverly Hills to be specific.  So that really perked my ears, because I love that area, and Cali girls for sure.  She discussed how she loves Miami, and how its a culture of itself.  How people separate Florida and Miami, which is true b/c I just read an article on a restaurant who was expanding in LA, some states and Miami.  I thought it was interesting they didn't say Florida in the same tongue as the states, but mentioned Miami.  Cute stuff.   She stated how ...oh man, Angie Stone's "Wish I Didn't Miss You", good days there...she stated how you can't take the Cali out the girl.  She lives across the street from the arena so she must live in one of those super high-rise condos that were recently built.  Also, she mentioned her late husband, and as she walked to the elevator she asks if the Triple A had a Starbucks inside.  A few laughs about that, cuz evidently there's one in the Staples Center in Los Angeles.  But there was something to this woman...

You know there's more to this story.  When she walked in she had on these Red Riding Hood Grandma glasses, with a scarf, an Alberto Makali type top, blue jeans, with some heels, and other than that I wasn't really paying attention.  Very attractive, but what got me was her hair.  She had, this is tough to describe, a light blond curly hair, that bordered being gray-haired.  As fate would have it,  after the show she came back down to where I was working.  Just as I suspected, she was an undercover babe!  This time she wasn't wearing her glasses, her face was naturally beautiful.  She began to talk about her coming over to the arena, and how she was thinking about coming to the Jay-Z/Kayne West concert on the 15th.  Go figure!  But how she talked was like she's got "it".  That quiet confidence, which is attractive and beautiful at the same time.  I looked at her hands, and I got more amazed because by their look I would have to say she was about 46 yrs. old.  No lie, I still am like what???  It's good to see someone actually be a woman yet a gal who likes to enjoy life...as she walked out the doors, I knew she was unique, and definitely some1 I put in my top 5 of The Most Beautiful.

So I must've just been in my Valley Girl blonde girl as I thought that she's in the talk of The Most Beautiful?  But little did I know another candidate was working right next beside me!!  What's going on...

After the aforementioned woman left, one of the security people came over and began to talk to us.  She was short in statue, has a down-south, "mother tha sequel", look to her, with very short gray hair, but her spirit.  She began to talk how she used to live in LA, in the neighborhood of Inglewood.  She said she moved from Miami to Los Angeles for the simple reason of wanting to see some real life "gang-bangers"!  She met the gangsters, the bloods.  They even gave her a red sweater cap to wear!  You absolutely can't make this stuff up...She tells of her living out there, the old Forum where the Lakers used to play, wild stuff.  So as I'm hanging on EVERY word she's speaking she begins to tell the story of how she used to work for Warren Beatty, the actor.  Her story sounded like a book out of Hollywood's history books, how she took care of his mother (that was her job), telling of the hills out in California, Mulholland Drive out there, just crazy stuff.  She then goes on to tell me of working for the owners of Lender's Bagels, down here in Miami.  Her travels abroad and stuff.  Europe and even more specific the islands of Jamaica, in which she went down there because she wanted to see a real-life "rasta".  This was too much to comprehend this evening...

So I learned so much from these two woman.  The first one:  I love a gal who has a natural, appealing, yet inviting presence about her.  Also, one who takes care of herself, and trust me we could tell that her spirit was so youthful, and just a beauty.  The second woman, also had sexy beauty, and taught me to live life on the edge.  Like I wanted to...so I did.  No questions asked.  Love that attitude.  BOTH had an inner beauty that exemplified and enhanced their outer beauty.   That doesn't happen too often...I'm fortunate to actually see it manifest.  Thanks, Lord.

Now, I'm not done by any stretch of the imagination, we have a lot to write on this subject, so if somebody happens to read this, u can stop right now.  We are definitely not.  Our diary is about to get more juicy by each word....

So all this in coinciding with all these females I'm and seeing and literally seemingly bumping into.  What constitutes beauty.  I talk to God a lot about is it really possible to find someone who may really tickle or fancy.  Sometimes I think that I've seen too much.  That's just reality of all the people we've come upon and
the situations we've been in.  It's "story time" once again:

I remember this one time, I used to have a gig in which I answered phones and stuff.  Outside calls as well as inside calls.  Heck, it was at Nordstrom, might as well tell it...so sometimes u never know who u're talking to. So this one time, I kept on getting calls from this girl/woman, and for the sake of the story I'll call her DP.  So, she would always introduce herself, and that was mad cool.  She have us dial a number for her, this and that.  Started to get a cool vibe with each other only by phone.  So one time, she was like, "I'm gonna have to meet you one day."  I was like, "you definitely have to" , la-dee-da...So this one time, I was answering calls and talking to her, and she was like, "I'm gonna stop by to see you".  We were like, "cool, whatever" , you know. As we were alone reading one of our many great reads, the door opens and we hear, "Hey, Austin, I'm DP".  I'm like, "good to meet u" and she was off.  It was super brief, like split-second stuff.  After the "one-minute man"stunt, I thought I knew she was super cool just by talking to her, but she's really an attractive woman.  There's nothing like talking to somebody, then after meeting them, they exceed your prior thoughts and feelings about them.  Nothing!!...But we was cool.

So a little time past.  Still talked to her over the phone, her name was unique too.  Anyhow, this one day arrived, and I was just chilling.  Dressed in our usual I guess, anyway, I was reading a book again, when the door opened and as I looked up, and for a split-second I was like 'whoa'.  DP simply opened the door and said, "Austin, you look nice today." And she closed the door, and walked away past our window.  I ducked back into our book and was like, that was cool of her.  But what I could not and still can't get out of my head was how good she looked.  Not joking!  She had black hair with some really attractive brown eyes, but I usually don't do this , but I gotta tell the story.  Got to...she was wearing this open low cut blouse, that made her bust, just pop out , up to her face really.  An amazing sight, tough to describe!  But she looked heavenly and if that was the last image I saw before I died, what a way to go out!  So I got to thinking...was she flirting with us?  She looked so good, perhaps she wanted us to look at her that day.  Make a brotha want to bite his fist...but of course, being the vet we are, we was cool! C'mon now...

There's of course more to this story...so one evening she happened to work the closing shift, as did we.  I think the store was closed, and we met somehow in the hallway.  She said that she was on her way out the door or something, so I asked her where she lives or something.  She said she lived in South Beach.  And I'm like, "no way, that's where I live".  I asked where she lived , she was like on 13th and Collins, I said I live "off Jefferson".  I said if she needed a ride we could drop her off.  She was like, 'really'.  She accepted.  There was no way we was gonna let her take the Metrorail to a Metrobus, at this time of the night, when I'm going the same way.  What kind of man would I be, if I allowed that?  For real...so I got my stuff and was out the doors.  As we were walking, just got to talking about stuff.  The South Beach life, all this and that, basic stuff. She's a southern belle who's lived in California for some quality time. (What is up wit us and these California/LA chicks?!)  We talked and had a good time, dropped her off at the busy intersection of Collins., and was like, "we'll holla".  I got home that night, and was like DP is real peeps.  Then as we laid on our bed, I need to clear that up, as I laid on my bed, a thought hit us like DP was someone I wanted to get to know, and low and behold, not only did I get that opp, this woman was in our car!?!  Wouldn't have guessed that will be happening, oh well...

In our initial drive home, DP stated that she was "married", and talked about her husband.  I had my 'stoned' look on our face when she told us that.  Thinking, she's married, I really don't want know trouble, definitely if I drop her off and her man sees who dropped her off.  Folks are crazy nowadays!  But both of us were cool knowing this in just helping her out, we both know the situation...the next day, DP came in , and we worked that late night shift, and before the store closed I got a call, "hey austin, can I get a ride?"  "Of course."  Not gonna turn her down, I care about a soul, especially that of a cool woman.  This happen several more times, and while we were walking down Ponce De Leon Blvd. to get to my ride, and definitely as both of us were taking those memorable trips back to the neighborhood, the conversations began to get more deeper.  Like a scary deep, like when u know, something can jump off at any moment.  We discussed: our jobs, the beauty industry, Miami, Halloween (when she said she saw people's eyes turn scary "red" down on Lincoln Road), Los Angeles, her southern upbringing (Alabama I think), I even asked her about this girl I had a 'serious' eye on and DP said she was a typical young girl who was self-absorbed into herself (appreciated that), talked about interracial dating/marriage, just a whole lot of great convo stuff.

We digging each other but once again, she's married.  The toughest day was this one day, she came for us to take her home and she wore these camouflage pants with a white top.  She dropped her stuff off, and then went to the bathroom, and all I could think was like, this is gonna be a tough trip home cuz anything could happen. En-e-thang! If mind is not mistaken that was the infamous trip...we began to walk the street as usual, and as we were walking this strange guy walks past and says something stupid to DP and she just pass it off as if guys hit on her and say dumb things to her all the time.  I wanted to New Jack that dude up!  We keep walking...she had this attractiveness about her, a cool personality that showed, along with a super sexy face and stuff, she was right.  And...she was 36yrs old.  Which shocked the Joe Public  out of us!  She looks in her 20s...wild man.  So on this trip, we continue to talk about life and stuff when on the A1A near Jungle Island and the Children's museum, traffic came to a serious halt. I just remember us talking and laughing as it took literally 1 hour for us to go like 1.5 miles.  And the drivers were in pure M-I-A form clowning as traffic was in a stand still.  Music was bumping, this one guy was driving with half his body outside the driver's window while he had his hand on the steering wheel!  Ghetto as heck in his throwback Chevy.  Was this a "Sitttin' Sidewayz" video being made out here?!  ("Big bank take little bank!!" Lol!)  I felt like everybody was watching us though, wild...but no kissing or making out, even though I felt it, I don't play wit marriages.  If she was single...what!!!

But somehow, DP ended moving like she said she was going to.  Going back to Cali...she was so fed up about stuff, she said she was going to leave with or without her hubby.  Think she went without, and now I can't even find her.  Oh well...God knows.  And now u see why we are who we are.  Maybe I need to go older, age ain't nothing but a number.  But all these women made an impact on our life, and in their own way can make a case in Austino's "The Most Beautiful"...I really seeing even more candidates more than ever recently, our trip to FTL was sick, everywhere it seems...like we are getting close to something....perhaps we're getting close to the winner!

Austino.

Let's Ride.

Fun Factor!

Yessir!  Just completed another episode on our Austino Galaxia Video Channel.  It is season 2.  And it's the best season yet.  Blackstreet's "Before I Let You Go" is pumping through the speakers, as I write this so let's just do the thang.  As I suggested in our video blog, I hope everyone begins to keep a diary of some sort.  It helps out in so many ways...especially as you look back at how you've grown, special days and moments, ur emotions, its cool and easy and very inexpensive.  You want to leave some kind of legacy here on earth, and that's a hard copy jewel.  It's nothing like kids or love ones or whomever picking up a diary or reading a website (cough, cough) and actually seeing the evidence of a person's life.  They can be like, "My mommy wrote this..." or "that's what that person was REALLY feeling when he felt like the world was closing in on him".  Its classic material.  Try it!  You won't regret it, promise.

2day was weird, is it me or does there seem to be a crazy feeling in the air, it might just be me.  Time is flying by so fast.  Fridays feel like Saturdays, kids are acting like psuedo-grown folks, and I still don't know what I'm going to eat or get into tonight.  Had these bomb chicken wings the other day from Miami Subs wit chipotle sauce, man a brotha wanted to and almost ate his fingerz.  Good stuff 4 real.  Speaking of which Twitter was filled with some on today talking bout:

- 'If u allow ppl 2 make more withdrawals than deposits n ur life, u will soon b out of balance & n the negative.  Knw when 2 close the acct.' (@DwyaneWade)

- '...the arrival of an enemy can signal the end of one season and the beginning of another!'  (@roncarpenter)

Love the inspirational words from people from ALL walks of life.  Facebook shout out to 'Scant" and B Kennedy on the MC Elston vs. Rogers Hoops debate.  Dudes are wild.   What if ?  That is a question that can be fun, as in our case, but can also hurt your future if don't look out.  Doing our best to live without regrets, and don't really have any.  But there are times when u just lay in bed and think bout life and where it's going or where it's been.  Life is so short, must live it up to the fullest and ride out.  The car pictured is one of my toys I wanna get.  The Ferrari in purple, with tan interior.  It'll be a nice toy to have fun in...but u first have to put the work in.  Even when u don't want to...these are the days when u're like, I just wanna be chilling or hanging out on the block.  But u have to go to work or for some have to go to class/school.  Work hard, Play Hard.  Sometimes I think this song is about me.  Shoot...nobody has a clean comments on Kayne's and Rick Ross' "Live Fast, Die Young"?  C'mon folks, let's chill wit some of the language, I'll be the first to admit that cussin may have its place here or there, and if I've been known to have an "F" in my verbal report card but respect peeps.  Anyhow, that one day may describe my life.  Not depressed, but I want to LIVE not exist...ya dig!!

Isn't is great to get to know a person?...Drake sampled my boy Jon B. on his "Cameras" song.  B.'s my boy (as if u didn't know) and the Jon B. song he sampled was "Calling on You" from his 2001 "Pleasures U Like" classic album.  Cool!...it's amazing how someone can go back and bring 'greatness' to the forefront.  U just never know.  Personally, I know all of us are just actors and actresses on this grand stage.  This whole diary/blog thing could be for the now, but I really think its for the future.  I wanna capture the ride to the "top" if that thing exists.  That's why it cringes me when people don't wanna have fun in life or don't wanna kick it.  Because I know how short life can be, and I KNOW that certain opportunities come along every day.  It's like being passed in a draft...not winning the Oscar...or a guy picking another girl to dance with, even though ur a professional one who's starred on...You just never know who you may be talking to on a daily basis.  Could be a future President, Movie Star, Doctor...potential is within all of us, sometimes it just needs a push and chance to shine.  And when it does...I guess I'm just so weird that some of the smallest things gets me going, and pushes us to that level I need to be at.  Sometimes we feel a little bored and need a wake up call to let us focus on what's at hand.  I'm not the only one who feels this way.  Challenges in life are sometimes so small but they can add up to Big success.  I really want to get loose but...not tonight.  Let's just say...I asked the question via twitter, "What pushes a person more luv or hate?".  Good question.  Luv motivates u to be good, I starting to think 'hate' can be used u to be great.

This is long, but my diary is my diary.  Not for show, it's my heart at the moment.  Remember Jenny Jones?  Yes, that one.  She...I'm not gonna write that.  I'm learning to cherish challenges, some are even made up!  Talk with yourself...if u don't think u're beautiful/fine/sexy/fit/smart/can sing who will.  I think we all should think of one thing nobody on this earth can do better than you.  Mine is having fun.  More can dish cash perhaps, debate on politics better, maybe even have better tests scores, but I KNOW that when it comes to having FUN...smh.  All of us are blessed with talent.  This is who we've become, that purple ride pictured up above.  Even though, I'm going 45mph on the highway (is anything sexier than a fast sportscar going slow on the road?!!), sooner or later it's gonna take off.  It's not a question of "if" but "when".  In the car, u can't take everyone wit u, it's only a two-seater.  The question is who wants to ride.  Who is really down and willing to risk a ticket for some fun.  It is a risk...but oh, the story you'll have to tell.  And u better tell the truth, the whole truth and nothin' but tha truth!!

Here's a throwback from Q-Tip for today's diary.
Tell ur story.
Austino.

Miami Vice.

Crockett and Tubbs

To have it all...boy, just the thought...hold on, let me soak a little more on that statement....to have the life those could only dream of.  Man, that would be grand wouldn't it.  To be able to work on a few hours a day and just hang on the beach, while getting paid like a full day's work.  Or how about getting paid in your sleep?   That's that #WallStreet talk, I guess I did pay a few dollars to attention in MacroEconomics class.  I thought about that dynamic duo who made up one of the best tandems of all time.  Even better than Sonny and Cher, the Green Hornet and Kato...Miss Piggy and Kermit, these cats had it all.  All under the sparkling sun and stars of Miami.  

What a time to be living in the Miami, the middle 80s.  I have heard so many stories from folks who lived during the so-call down years.  People tell stories of the city that would have your skin crawl.  I been fortunate to hear from so many folk, lotta strangers too.  The legends are wild.  This one gent told me about how Miami Beach was rehashed on drug money,  Very possible...now back in the day this was the spot like in the 50s and 60s with The Rat Pack and Jackie Gleason holding court.  Shoot, the other day I was hearing an old episode of The Untouchables, discussing Miami Beach and stuff.  That's old school there!  Shout out to my Pops!  I was watching the DVD of one of my all-time favorite cartoons Hong Kong Phooey and they had an entire episode about Miami Beach!  That's cool to see the city via cartoon, even if it was in the 1970s.  Lots of stories though...I get tickled when I see old shows or movies and they show the skyline of Miami, even how it was in the early 90s.  It's funny because it doesn't look the same, heck it changes seemingly every week!! But one thing that I noticed, if you're not from here and look at the city from a camera above, especially during a sunny day, it has a special look to it.  A "haze" in the look, then through in the blue water, it's kinda crucial.

So why am I talking about the city.  I really don't know, but our diary sometimes has a mind of its own.  Miami in the 90s.  OMGoodness!!!  That's when the MIA really started to jump off from a national scene in which all the celebs, fashionistas, mobsters, hip hoppers start putting it on the map.  The city definitely benefited from Will Smith's city anthem.  But man I heard it was wild....Versace, Madonna, Prince's old club down here off of Washington.  People have a lot of great memories of the good old days.  From a music point of view, man...I got Gloria Estafan's Greatest hits and some of  her jams (with the Miami Sound Machine) still can bring a tear to my eye.  "Rhythm Is Gonna Get You", "Coming Out of the Dark" and my favorite, "Get on Your Feet", it's too much for me to talk about.  Just know good times man....then it's so surprising how many artists filmed there videos down here.  Its really wild when you play those old school jams, u really have to look close.  I'll still get to juking over this classic tune from Diddy, GG and (gulp!) Loon!!  Its more out there too...Ok, u think I'm joking Ne-Yo show them.  Here's a free one for fun, Pharrell I got u dude with u and Chad's playlist!...And I ain't even mention others i.e.- Bobby V, Rick Rosay (of course), Pitbull (Mr. 305), Trick (huh)..lot of artists from all genres.

I'm bout to get ready for this sack here. I don't know how I got to talking bout the city.  Maybe since the "high season" is upon us, it drew me in.  They say this is another country down here in the Magic City.  And it is.  You'll see it all from dudes on bikes with Air Conditioners in the hand, from people walking in the rain and wearing a Lay's Potato Chip bag to protect their hair.  I have some amazing stories to tell.  And I'm gonna tell them all.  Thinking about writing about the funniest things I've heard here in Miami.  Funny stuff and situations.  Welcome to our life...our world...our galaxia.

Buenas Noches.

Austino.

My Park Place Life.

I'm just recovering from being a little out of myself.  Things can happen, briefly that can change your demeanor, and it can happen ever so quickly.  One moment, your chillin' laughing and joking about things, the next minute, you can feel like your about to grap a pillow and scream!  This is my diary, so might as well keep it real.  And I know I'm not the only one who feels this way.  My turn of emotions, had to do with money being extracted...ok, maybe that's too harsh a word, money leaving my account, unknowingly, for something I didn't want it to leave.  Whatever, might as well keep it real in our thang, Sun Pass (those of you who live in Florida know the deal) taking bon bons from my account when I didn't want them too.  Now I know I'll never get an endorsement deal for them when I become famous but I want the whole austinogalaxia experience to show.  Anyhow, it was $25 taken from my thingy, but still...I'm kinda...next paragraph.

Am I cheap?  Or fugal?  I remember back in the day going shopping with my dudes and we'll have a Lucy Ball just going out and to malls to get our spend on.  Was blessed to have several bengie's in our pocket and the only, and I mean ONLY thing I was concerned with was have $1.40 to get through the tolls to get back to the spot!  No lie, it was serious.  Don't know why I'm writing this, maybe someone can relate, for a while there I could've been and should've been on MTV's True Life "I'm a Shopaholic" episode.  It got to a point that when I was in college, I used to not only colorize but also alphabetize my clothes.  And I'm not talking about just Banana Republic then Gap then Nike, it was really out of control, it was more like Armani Exchange to Armani Jeans to Diesel to D&G to Prada...list goes on.  But I found out, its amazing how a name brand or a few dollars in your pocket can really change your life.  Sometimes it's not even just you, but how people look at you.  Like...I'm going to write on this if its my last diary entry ever.  I feel it...

"Swag".  That word's been in society's vocab for the last few years.  So what defines swag.  Is showing up at the club rocking Versace Jeans Couture swag?  What about buying the most expensive wine at a restaurant on a date, just because you can give u swagger?  I've done some wild stuff with a few bucks in our pocket, so I can look back and even cringe when I think about it.  I'm not a heavy drinker, but I have partake a few in the day.  (youngsters u might as well read about this, cuz one day, u'll say u were warned..)...anyhow, but have sipped on something here and there, and probably will again under the right celebratory conditions. Heck, if anyone's read these diary entries, they should be suprise if I haven't grabbed a bottle of some Old Grandad!    But what I cringe at is how money can be spulrged on for certain things like SUPER EXPENSIVE bottles of champagne, knowing u're going to leak it out in a few minutes.  What I'm discussing isn't alcohol drinking, it's the price of it and how we (yes, we!) don't really value a dollar in that we will spend the dollar for the moment.  South Beach is such a mad cool neighborhood, but the price of the activities of enjoyment can be outrageous.  Paying almost $20 a shot for something over here at Sobe, when u can go to Coconut Grove or even you local store that sells "spirits" and get a whole bottle for $20!  Once again, this ain't about whether u should drink or not, heck the Bible even says a little wine is good for you.  (1st Tim. 5:23)  If Jesus can drink wine at the Last Supper...let me stop.  But I'm talking about how we throw money around and how it sometimes changes our attitude.

How many times do us guys try to impress a girl using language that shows that we may have some "cha-ching"?  Fudge, I did it today!!  Oh, man...I did though.  Us guys try to tell girls what we think they "want" to hear, and we've been taught that money is a serious aphrodisiac (kids look that word up with a parent around).  The more money you make, the more women you have.  Am I lying fellas?  Or even the more money you make, the more beautiful the girl you gonna get.  Is getting deep tonight, ain't it?!!  Been brainwashed into this thinking when I learned/ing that beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder.  And even though you can "rent" love for a while with the ducketts, a true woman would want you for you.  I'll never forget this convo years ago about is it OK to take a girl out to McDonald's on a first date?  I asked a plethora of females, and the answers were interesting.  From it doesn't matter to it's a first date and you want it to be memorable...my opinion at the time was (let it be known I'm debating on this tactic...oops wrong word use!),but my asking was based on a few things:  1.  Does a guy really want to put his paycheck on the table when the relationship may not go anywhere.  2.  Isn't it about the one on one convo anyway on 1st or any dates?  3. If a guy has money, wouldn't it be cool to be low key about it, to see if the girl digs him for him?  Boy the secrets are coming out tonight!  But that's true.  So what's my take on it now, with the economy and our experiences...I'm some of all three opinions, but I'm so spontaneous that who knows, but it's better to be cool and not count you chickens before they hatch.  You don't wanna be like that old Biggie Smalls song, "You must be used to me spending...on all this sweet wining and dining...I'm..."  This is going to get me in big trouble, but I'm Real!  And this is helping somebody...as I write it's helping me.

So as I was in a mini-tirade, I thought boy money can change us so easy.  Its always good to spend cash, especially when you work so hard for it!  The stories I hear of people working countless hours in a week, u betta do something to make it worth it.  Buy a purse, IPad, McRib something...u deserve it.  But, I'm talking to myself, I shouldn't let a few extra dollars go to my head or think I'm better than someone because I can gas up with $30.00 while somebody else is only putting $10 in their tank.  Or think because you have a membership at this or that place and think that because of this perceived status I should look down on someone who's taking his gal to Subway on a Friday night.  There ain't NOTHING wrong with that, nuthing....life's just about having fun.  Just watch how spend it, cuz if u do it right  your fun can last a long time!  And I want to live like Rich "Uncle" Pennybags!!  And if you don't know who he is, then shame on all of us...The most wealthiest man in the LA galaxy, yet no one knows his name.  I love it!!

Austino.
(Mr. Pennybags is pictured above! Mr. Monopoly himself.)