Only One Letter.

Remember this movie..."O".

One diary post at a time...

Only our Publicity House in the sky knows when for us to stop.  But until that day, we're gonna write.

O.

O's a nickname that was givin to us while we were in college.  While participating on the old alma mater's basketball team.  I think it was either our guy Coca Bean or Big E who gave us that name.  Perhaps it was because how we played or what, but we like to have fun, so hopefully u'll see some kind of...how shall we say...some consistency with a wink, on today's post.  Let's see how this one goes.

Oh, my!  U know I'm gonna write this thang real....if we are gonna talk about my life, and what we see then let it be....so let me repeat...

Oh, my!  Living down here in Miami, and more specifically South Beach, there really are a lot of attractive looking people.  I guess that's why so many from around the globe flock to our beautiful sands.  Just to be near the action.  Everybody can look , and more importantly feel good under the Miami sun, and sexy Miami nights.  Every "once" in awhile we are like...Who is that?  That happened to me, as we were walking from the Publix on 5th and Alton Road, going back to our showroom.  I was walking, and as I was turning on Jefferson Ave, I saw this girl, who was very lithe in build, and obviously just got done running or something.  And next thing I know it, we happened to glance at her legs.  I shouldn't be saying all this stuff, right?!!  I mean, guys don't ever talk about girls, and girls never talk about guys right?!!  But I have to say, she probably had the prettiest pair of legs we've seen.  Which is interesting, cuz from a nationally scene, u don't hear too much about the appreciation of that body part.  From girls definitely...Seems like yesterday when ZZ Top was crooning, "She's Got Legs".  Like in tha 1950's and 60's that was the attractive body part that tha ladies were trying to get right.  Believe u me, this Tina Turner symbol is gonna come back into style.  I think just because u can't really Dr. 90210 them, and it doesn't matter what size u are, u can work them, and...I'm talking to much.  But old girl, with her sun tan, and shorts, caught me.  And then we walked parallel across the street, I'm wondering how I can drop this handful of Ronzoni pasta boxes, to catch up to her.  But guess what?  This beauty lives directly across from us, so we shall see...If so, cool.  If not, cool too.

Ode to fun.  I really feel like getting super real.  Playing some songs, even about that above story.  I guess we're...u know what, let's tell it like it is.

Ok.  I literally almost got run off the right lane of I-95, this afternoon.  And when I say, I almost got run off the side of the road, I'm talking in that Mafia "U mess with my daughter, and left her standing at the alter" kind of way!  So I'm going north on I-95, checking out the girl on the billboard for the "Sex on the Beach" adult expo they are gonna be having down here in the hood of South Beach, all at the same time talking to our Travel Planner in tha Sky about if it's time to try something new (I PROMISE I'M NOT MAKING THIS UP...porn and God in the same sentence, u gotta love this diary don't you!!!)...and just as I was mentally getting off my knees, that's a big time joke inside of there but I won't go there...or maybe I already have!  As I was completing tha thought, this red car from my left side tried to take tha kid out!  I sweved over to the right shoulder, hoping I didn't hit any nails, pieces of mixtape CDs or some chicken bones, u know all the things folks throw outta car windows down here in Miami!  It was happening all so fast, and so quick, I was trying to figure out what was up...I mean just because I like to have fun, doesn't mean that u have to run my off into the George W. and/or H.W. and/or depending on the price of gas back in '06, F. Bushes....it ain't that serious.  And the guy in tha passenger seat was looking dead at me, like Jessica Alba when she had that staring contest back in tha day, so I know it was nothing but a failed attempt at a hit on me!  Now on top of me, saving up for this Gucci backpack that we want, and figuring out some scams to see Madonna, Kayne West, Bob Sinclair, R. Kelly, Jill Scott and Sean Paul in the upcoming months without spending over 2 Lincoln's and a quarter, we now have to be on the lookout for peeps wanting to see my obituary on a limited edition of Mad Magazine!  Geez...

Oh no!!  That can't be good when u turn the knob of ur stove on, and ur lights go out can it?!!!  Man!!  What kind of life are we living right now!?!  I mean...maybe we should cut the TV on, and maybe my shower will turn on!!  This is all, real time, as we writing this...Can u imagine, my having some "company"...wink, wink...I think I forgot to add another wink, just so u get the picture.  Have some company over and she wants some popcorn, so as I turn the microwave on, the A/C goes off.  That'll be a tough decision..."Ah, homegirl, would u rather get eat some popcorn, and we'll be sweating like a guy about to take a Mid-term when he didn't even buy the textbook for the class...or would u rather be at a nice a comfy temperature, and we can skip the popcorn and go straight for the dessert!!"  I think living in Miami, option B would be the choice.  See, u have to b a single guy or girl to get that...see I really didn't mean dessert like an Easy Bake Oven strawberry custard pie, but I mean dessert in terms of...never mind...

Oh you so nasty!!  Hey we're writing this diary as we always wanted unscripted and unrehearsed.  Life's all about having fun.  I ran into someone while I was in Target today.  It's amazing how direct...I can't tell this story, should I...Ok..Ooops...almost forgot...

Ok.  So I went to Target today, the one in Midtown Miami, which by reading this article, along with the Design District is gonna look like a fashion paradise in the upcoming months.  So after I picked up my trail mix of choice (The exclusive and many times elusive...Chocolate Cranberry Mix), and some let me see, pasta sauce, Arnold's 100% Whole Weat..or Wheat bread...and like some Vanilla Cake Icing fragrance for my ride, hey this bad boy is in a mini-jar, that u hang from ur rearview mirror.  It's my favorite cake so, it just may be our birthday every day...I check out, and of course, there's like 25 people in line, but only 3 registers open.  But hey, just like Mylie Cyrus' new hairdo, u get used to it! So I sneak around to the one register who was about to begin and finish quickly her ringup.  Am I the only person who looks at what other people are buying?  I mean, I saw a family having two carts full of stuff, and then on BOTH of the carts they had hangers full, folks of clothes hanging from the carts' handles.  It looked like Mariah's closet on MTV Cribs, pre-Mr. Showbiz.  Amazing...so that wasn't even tha story.

On to the story...so this girl is in front of us.  Doing her thang.  She leaves...I do my thing...and I leave.  I then  go to catch an elevator...she hits the button and one of the four ups and downs comes open.  I chase...I mean follow her and she happens to hold the door open for us to get in.  I say thanks and that was that.  Now, one of the most awkward moments in life, is that absolute silence when it's u and somebody else on an elevator.  Am I lying?  Well, u know us...we can't stand that, so we sometimes say something either to put folks at ease or just to talk...especially when...so we happen to notice her bag hanging inside the doggie bag portion of the cart...This handbag thing in Miami is epic!  We've talked about it before, but it's like a reality show for real...but anyways, we asked an honest question..."Let me ask u...Is that a Longchamp bag, u have?"  The elevator open up to our third floor option, and she began to talk to us while walking backwards out the elevator door.  A mad cute girl...she went on to say, "Yes...."  I asked her, "I've always wanted to know what's the big thing with this bag?"  She then in a very Miami-like way, told us...telling how her friends ask her about the bag, and how the bag is light...doesn't get dirty easily...like nylon...she was talking kind of fast like in a...tough to describe.  I wasn't gonna rob her, cuz I just picked up some cheese literally from inside, so I had mine!!  But, I don't know...she was cool, and broke it down to us.  After this gymnast model gal told us the 411, and we told her to "Have a good day."... I walked away thinking two things.  One, I know she's looking at me to see what car I'm gonna get into.  Two, perhaps I shoulda went a little Romeo a la Georgy Porgy on her.  But it was glad I didn't cuz when I got home.  I noticed some paper stuck to the bottom of my shoe.  Not cool!  And to make matters worse, I looked in the mirror and noticed a mini-snake eye dice roll in my nose!  I the one who looked crapped out! Talking about embarrassing...that rarely happens that u catch the kid not in Hot as Hollywood status.  Oh, well...it won't happen again.  At least I hope not!!

Okekie Doke!  That's it.  Enough with making a fool of myself.  Time 2 eat and get some rest.  Bye and have fun!

O Dizzle.

Reflection.

Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
What to write in this season of Pre-Fall.
So much has happen worthy of a dot,
But where does one begin, or where 2 jot.

Everythings a clean slate,
Oh, how everything's brand new.
A new perspective, soon a new wardrobe,
Now we realize only the best will do.

I hope nobody takes it personal,
It's simply a time for us to take off.
Seems like everybody's has gotten theirs,
Yet not one time did we hate or scoff.

What happens, O what happens,
When u've felt like u've done enough.
U've prayed, been patient,
Almost even tried Tom Cruise's Scientology stuff!

Maybe it's our ego,
Maybe we think we're better than we are.
But when u have it in ur heart,
U can't help to believe dreams will take u far.

As of recently we've felt some things in our soul,
A virgin feeling like never before.
We've felt hate or intimidation,
And that's before we've even hit tha door.

Throughout this whole diary, we've said,
Don't worry, be yourself, have no doubt.
As of recently, we been a little quiet, really quiet,
Like a trumpet's mute's been put on our shout.

It really began to get to me,
Like is there something wrong with the flick.
U have a life that should be celebrated by many,
But I walk down the street without even a click.

Is this what it's all about,
When we were taught to strive to be the best.
They taught u to the bone about the final grade,
But they left out all the trials of the test.

See we tell it like it is,
And sometimes we feel this diary and we are too real.
I think it may cost us some friends,
Or even a bedroom full of footsie thrill.

I had the vision of making a difference,
U know changing the world's view.
One day going down in history,
Being known as having fun in everything we do.

All of us are unique,
In each and every way.
We know there isn't and won't ever be anyone like us again,
I'm coming to terms with that every day.

I can go into detail, about all our habits,
And why we think we're better than sliced cheese.
But the minute I do that,
I can hear OchoCinco yelling, "Child, Please!!"

Maybe we've thought too much about others,
U know, caring about what they think.
At the beginning, they are giving u their Scrabble letters,
By the end, they want your Battleship to sink.

Fun.  That's our calling word,
And will be until we die.
In my heart, and I may be crazy,
I think I never will, but will simply away fly.

See this whole diary, is an introduction,
Not into our world, but Galaxia by far.
See in this spectrum, anything's possible,
With us you can catch that flying star.

As our love life goes, Oh boy,
Where do we begin,
Do I start with the words of true love,
Or with the freaky ones that make u commit a sin.

Are we high-maintenance?  What's up,
Is this what we wanted to be?
I just may be from now on, which is fine,
I once was blind, but now I see.

My mom told me the day before yesterday,
"Everybody isn't made for you."
Still it's tough to hear,
But something I've learned to get used to.

I thought today, as I walking,
I should go back to my standards of 2004.
Where I was only interested in models,
And the kind who love to rock the dance floor.

I was a trip back then,
And now I wonder if I'm too open now.
Then it wasn't about the butt, but the sexy abs,
And every now and then it turned me on if she could milk a cow.

But now, even despite all we've been through,
We see beauty in all types of girls.
Different sizes, personalities,
So many we want to give a Salsa twirl!

But going back to my Moms, she's right,
And now we've taken a step back.
Now we are realizing it's gonna take somebody very special,
Somebody worth betting on at the track.

That's freakin' hilerous, if u think about it,
Cuz love is truly more than a gamble.
At times it can make a simple $2 bet,
Turn into really more than u can handle.

Here we are talking about love again,
Seems like we always end up on this piece.
But I guess as we keep on going through the process,
All this real talk won't seem to cease.

But u know what, a funny thing is happening,
Everything has shifted a new.
We are still meeting the finest of the fine,
And we are doing less to make it do.

Our life is so wild,
I still debate when we should hang them up.
So much going on, finding time for it all,
Some days I just want to watch Scrappy Doo, the little pup!

But u get it all, with us,
Maybe for some, it's scary or too much.
No need to fear, we're the easiest guy to know,
I may act like a movie star, but the attitude...no such.

That's another thing that gets us,
I think of all the blessing we have.
It's like u have the best of the best,
All without the snobby grab bag.

One day, somebody might get it,
It may hit them while they're sitting on the toliet bowl.
Maybe they might be over in London,
And it becomes clear when Big Ben starts to toil.

I once was so concerned in making others see,
Your missing out on history, or simply a good thing.
But now, it's like I'm not going head over heels in effort,
Besides I want people who want the whole chicken and not just the chicken wing.

Conceited.  Perhaps.  Arrogant. Even some more,
Think just for a minute, what if we're right.
I mean for a split second simply consider,
What if this is true and this comet won't ever pass again in our sight?

Now I must admit, again, it's tougher to reach us,
Almost like a blind trip on a Columbus sail.
No facebook, No more twitter,
U can still reach me though at austinogalaxia@gmail.

It's 10:21...oh, how symbolic,
Cuz u know 21 is my favorite number.
I guess that's a sign for me to stop,
Before this turns into a lost scene of Dumb and Dumber.

Is this our last post?  Could very well be...
How fitting this would be our end.
In a poetic way, directly from our heart,
And with the assistance of Our Almighty Friend.

Cherish the moments, have fun,
And more importantly...love.
I may just be old school,
But, hey, I grew up believing in that peaceful dove.

The more I think about it,
I have a lot more to say.
And if u haven't known by now,
We get creative in every which a way.

So as I cut Pandora back on,
And get prepared for a shower that awaits.
I hope u feel every inch of my soul,
As I get ready for my special breakthrough date.

Yep, she's as beautiful as we imagined,
With no need for make-up, or that Proactiv thing.
She's seen and heard all about me,
Knows about the tears and joys of every fling.

But through it all, she's still down,
And simply won't let me give up.
She's knows one day we're gonna make it big,
And our presence everywhere, no one could duck.

That's why I love how she smiles at me,
When I'm naked from head to feet.
She knows a star when she sees one,
She's so fine, I give her my complementary first row seat.

Now it's showtime, the world is now ready,
Something they haven't seen before.
The curtain is about to be moved back,
We're so confident, we don't even close the door.

Are u ready?  Anticipating...
What the next act will be.
Stay tuned, with a watchful eye,
Cuz if u knew what me and her knew, u truly wouldn't flee.

U ready babe?!  Girl...u blow my mind,
U r so beautiful, and to my heart u grow dearer and dearer.
I guess that's why we're closer than close, and will be together til the end...
That's why I one-four-three you....

My Mirror, Mirror.

Austino Galaxia.



 

Talking Straight 2 Tha Moon!

Mr. Jackie Gleason...a forgotten legend.

Where do we begin?

Gots some turkey burgers which are about to be gobbled up on tha grill.  Have to get some food in us before we go to workout later this afternoon.  It's only 11:23 am, but u gotta get it in right?!!

Trying to feel out what to write about on today.  We've said so much as of late in this special diary of our life.  Learning so much to cherish everything to tha max, dude.  U just never know.  Yes, we are still the goofy guy who is ALL about having fun, which could mean so much from going out on a night on tha town to a simple conversation with a stranger at a mall or street corner.  Speaking of which...

What ever happened to the art of talking?  Oh wow...back in the day, people used to not only meet and greet one another but does somebody actually remember when u used to know telephone numbers of friends and family?  I know folks who still remember the digits of ...I feel like we gonna get a little loosey goosey on this, because we miss those days.

Nowadays I don't even remember the numbers of too many folks.  Wait, I have to play Ayo Technology right now cuz that's gonna define this entire post on today.  Let's go JT and Fitty...hold up...I'm not in the club mode, just yet, so why don't we play this version!  Oh yeah, we can write now...But yeah bro, back in tha day it seemed so easy remembering phone numbers, now besides my home back up north and a few 1-900 numbers, I have no idea how to communicate with somebody if I lose my Whiteberry!  None...I write some down, but still, and even with that...It's so weird just the process of getting somebody's number...male or female.

Am I the only one who remembers how cool it was to get somebody's digits?!!  Like in the sense of, not only seeing your dream numerical combination, that you never thought you or anyone else could ever unlock, in your hands, but just what would you use to hold these special numbers.  Like, would you grab a napkin at a restaurant to be the keepsake?  Would you use the inside of the person's hand to have the number written on?  Or what about the inside of the wrist?!  I like those cuz those are just so personal, and u have to really be creative in how you live the rest of the day.  You have to run home and grab a Polaroid camera, to take a photo pic before the ink drys out!  U can't do nothing that involves sweating because any drip of salty perspiration will drip all dreams of ur future baby mama away.  And you really don't have time to decipher between, "Is that an 8 or a nine?"  That isn't cool...If you have the #'s inside your hand, u don't shake anybody's hand, u just say, "What's Up!" or if ur a doll, u give that Mean Girls smirk that says "Hello", but inside ur like, "I can't stand that (Female Dog)!"...Can I just tell it like it is or how we want to on today...Thanks for the go-ahead.

So ur how day changes just do to not only getting the number but how u get it and by what medium it is kept.   I love to keep notes, as u already know, so we use any and everything, from poster's from School dances...I know somebody thought it was weird when they looked up inside the party and saw a sign that read..."This party is sponsored by the Thomas Edison Sci... Club".  I had something to do with that dot, dot, dot, and it was me tearing down down a piece so that later I could possibly get a piece!  Get it!  But anything is game from back of weekly ads from the grocery store, to those small squres of paper that you find at ur local library (Has anyone ever mastered how to write with a 2 inch pencil yet!).  Now, u don't get that, do you.  This is how it goes nowadays...I gotta roll up my sleeve for this..

Whether it's romantically involved or just from making new friends, you say something like, "I would like to stay in contact with you, let me have your number."  So say, this person gives me their number, and then instead of me, saying "Here's my number...dah, dah, dah..." I usually hit them with an, "Ok, I'm about to call you right now."  And u dial the number, and u have to do it while they're standing there, to make sure it's not some number to Gino's Pizza or something!  U see it ring on their phone, and ur good.  But right there, u cut out a step of communication...it still is so much fun to be like, "Can I get your number?" or "What's ur number?"  You get it, but to have the other person be like, "What's yours?" and to see them put it in their phone.  That's mad cool....and can bring a visual memory that can make ur heart go pitty Pat Sajak for years!

Is this type of interaction obsolete?  Definitely not, but it now instead of it happening every sunrise, it occurs every blue moon.  Well, unless it's a Friday night and  you're a college dorm student who's looking for some cheap fun and happen to be hard up on money, and then every blue moon can mean every 3 minutes when Suzy forgets to name a city that starts with the lettter "Y" while playing the pilsner alphabet game!!  (I guess u can only use Ypsilanti so much!) Which is what we are talking about today, how we just don't talk like we used to...

We reside in the Sunshine state of Florida, more specifically in one of the glitziest neighoborhoods in the Galaxia, down here in the South Beach hood of Miami Beach.  We was chatting with a bus driver the other day, on how it's so cliquey down here, really.  Sometimes it's difference in the have's and have not's...and sometimes the difference is so crazy...I have the 2013 Maybach 2-door, and you have the 2012 limited edition Aston Martin...Or I can afford to get plastic surgery done down in Brickell, where you have to fly down to South America cuz u can't afford it like I can...it's like, "Really?"  I still love the city, and sometimes I may have even gotten into that kind of thinking...Just because I'm running out on the basketball court with a new pair of Jordan's (That I didn't pay for!) on, and you have some shoes that you've worn since last season, that means I'm automatically gonna score 30 points on you, just because I 'look' better than you.  No bro...and this is coming from somebody who's thinks they are in the .5% when it comes to attractiveness!!  I mean, the other day, I was in line, jokes aside, in line at a local Publix supermarket and I saw a magazine that had something like "Top 50 most beautiful people under 40" or something like that, and I almost went King Kong in the joint and thought about knocking over every hand santizer , and all the Orbit chewing gum and Frito-Lay Peanut bags (That 2 for $1 deal is killer though!), that I could find just because I didn't make the cover!  So in my book, the list is already fraudulent!!

Now where was I....

But yeah, just talking in general has died down some with texting, sexting, and some chatting.  It's cool in some respects but it's nothing like hearing a person's voice.  A "LOL" is grand, if that's all u got.  But if u can hear that laugh, that's what u remember...I'm guilty of this, and I need to stop and really make a better effort in appreciating the things in life that money and technology cannot replace nor buy.  That's what are mission is right now, beside wondering if I should buy this Marc Jacobs steel blue wallet that is on sale right now...we're a crazy dude aren't we.   I know, but I rather that u know it...and as the old veteran's in life's game used to say...

You have to walk the walk...and talk the talk.

And if you can do both while chewing gum, u'll be alright!!

Austino Galaxia.

Pure

Thank The Lord For real Tonight is gonna be a special one in our diary We've thought about this and tonight you are gonna get the purest form of who we are Nothing more nothing less Gonna make this as real as possible so it should be interesting how this goes It should be fun So lets go

The last several weeks have been really tough in just about every part of your imagination We've been carried by the Lord above but it's been so difficult And a lot of it we just dont understand what is going on It's like what have we done to deserve all this wackiness scrutiny alienation Is this what it's all about when u strive to live life to the fullest I mean we just a simple kid who wants to have fun and thats it But in life u have to go through some stuff and exactly two weeks from today everything just about reached a tipping point

We was gasing up our ride at a Citgo gas station on Sunset Drive in Kendall Florida I was interacting with the shorty bee hop thats always inside on the register So I walk out the glass doors and everything just seemed like a dream All I heard next was a Lake Erie screech and knocking and worse yet my eyes are beholding the whole thing unfold I stop in my tracks as I see this Budget U haul truck absoultely crash into my car Yes the ride Yes my baby girl who I name Sasha I couldnt believe it cuz my car was parked simply at the gas pump and how in the world could somebody not see my car This was like the upteenth time somebody has hit my vehicle and each time we had nothing to do with it and the way our vehicle has been hit has been as puzzling as a New York Times crossword The weirdest angles It's just like our car attracts so much attention It's weird You have to go on a ride with us to really understand how different it is to be with us

So this truck bangs up my drivers side in several spots and I'm just standing there basically steaming hot but for some reason cool at the same time I guess when uve been through so much and seen so much things just dont surprise you anymore But we were a little taken back like Y now The guy got out and he had a girl and I wont get into all that But the last few weeks weve been without a ride Meaning that we have had to go from our beautiful showroom in South Beach and take the transit a la mode all the way accross town That included on average 3 buses of 2 buses and a train and coming back home the same The killer part was I work in the morning so I had to wake up at like 330 am in the morning just to get to work and we come back later so it was like I only had like 1 hour and an half of free time Even earlier today the most peaceful moments were during lunch where I was listening to some Joe I did rent a car for some time but still this was tuff and putting this on top of the month weve had up to date This was not what we wanted to happen

All this mustve been for a reason What we saw was as we aformentioned how others live We have such a lifestyle that I can loose track on whats going on around us I'm single dont have shorties nothing really that makes us like living as an adult we live a sorta rich kid lifestyle where we just want to have fun and share it with others even though we have been doubting whether its even worth the effort to bring a smile to others faces Sometimes u just feel like dude why am I even wasting a word of encourgement or an invite Why should me who has been blessed tremendously try to make somebodys day when u feel like folks arent used to that and would rather do the same things and go to the same places and hang out with the same people Maybe we are just different I know we are but I think the difference with us now than say four weeks ago or even longer is that we are willing to accept who we are as a person No need to try fit in cuz we wont and I dont want to really Does that mean be a big huge snob No But theres a certain lifestyle that we are living and want to live and we cant take everybody with us Just because somebody looks good on ur arm doesnt mean they are your wifey or the one or ur friend Real talk

Thats why we say you have to keep pushing even when u dont want to or receive some backlash or rejection If u believe in who u are and what u stand for then keep doing you and they will come It will come And everything will work out Sometimes u have to go through an era when it seems like nothing is working before you go through an era when seemingly everything goes right Thats tough to swallow as your going through that Time after time you thinking when is our time really gonna come How come Sally is doing this Or why is Bob getting this when I have to put in seemingly more work Work harder And yet getting less So this was just the thoughts going into my accident and then it was like u got to be kidding me Not now And not at this time

What doesnt kill you makes you stronger It does And after u go through U become better Thats why we believe in taking risks cuz one u never know and two even if things dont end how you want them to u learn from them and u realize that u wouldnt trade the experience for anything in the Galaxia Even though it can make u go crazy

We just talking real and as pure as possible Our diary is special to us Its entertaining just because of the unparalleled experiences that weve been through But behind all that u have to realize that this is the real life of a actual person I know Austino Galaxia can seem to be somebody out of an old comic book but there is some real time emotion surrounding our life and lifestyle Its crazy Its fun Its built on unforeseen expectations sometimes but thats ok Champions realize whats going on and lives up to the hype If u want to live the grandest life you are gonna have to experience the grandest challenges We said before how we used to pray for the most beautiful girl in the world Somehow those words used to come off our lips So as we think about it is it some weird correlation with all these crazy episodes weve had with girls absolutely not If you want to be the best you are gonna have to go take the toughest road for real There are no shortcuts in life None

Is this too much tonight Whatever We have to tell it like it naturally is Why hold back I mean all of us can relate somehow or someway to what is being said Thats why we wondered is anybody else telling it just straight up about like and love and relationships As we heard somebody say the other day Youre It Maybe you the one who has to be the one out of everybody in the Galaxia We have to just realize that sometimes u may be a trailblazer and just roll with it Huh What if everybody in the Galaxia said I'm gonna be the first instead of being the next I can just run off of that

A chance to play with the Beatles Mychal Thompson is silly That's personal there Ok special shoutout to Miss Irella and Big Carlos for looking out Thanks

Let the fun begin

New script, new cast Huh we now have a title for the whole thing and it doesnt get any better than this

Simply Pure

Austino Galaxia

Gaining Momentum!

MC Hammer...Classic Song! And yes we are!!

Well, earlier today, like in the 5am hour of the day, we seriously thought about tonight being the final post that we were gonna write in our diary....Yep, Austino Galaxia, had some visions of our retirement post with or without a video, had our suit picked out and everything.  I know folks are tired of us talking about hanging up the keyboard and all, but this is the semi-war that's going on within. Do we have a lot more to say?  Certainly...but we also, know that if u read our stuff from the beginning til now, that u really have a in depth insight to one of, if not the, goofiest people in the Galaxia.  But we're being led to realize, whether we want to or not, that this diary is not complete as of yet.  So for you, who have endured through this crazy ride, we're gonna continue, at least for tonight, to give u the best we got.  And see where it leads....

A guy riding a girl on a bicycle's front handlebars.  All the while the girl is lighting up a cigarette.  (We mentioned this before).  A guy on a bicycle, with one of those old school milk crate hooked up to the back of it.  What's weird about this?  This like a 2nd Grade girl inside the milk crate...on the phone none the less.  A guy and girl, seemingly boyfriend and girlfriend, arguing right next to us.  The girlfriend is so steamed that she storms away walking.  The boyfriend gets angry.  Austino Galaxia is thinking that he's gonna either have to call the cops, or become Captain Save-a-"Girl"....Next thing u know it...the girl walks over to the boy, and gives him a kiss on the lips.  Galaxia is left dumbfounded like is this ain't "Gangsta Lovin'", we don't know what is!

I'm in the supermarket, with my headphones on, and I'm dipping it low like Christina Milian, looking at this Smart Balance milk that's on sale.  All of a sudden, this woman comes like out of nowhere, and begins to talk about if the store has the 2% version of the milk.  Because it looks like it's sold out, but we're aren't sure.  Next thing, I know it, we're having a conversation about the labels, because both of us, were reading the nutritional info.  I'm checking out that fat, and sugar and protein content.  She's doing the same.  And we get into a conversation.  And as I'm looking into her pretty brown eyes, I'm like this is getting a little personal...next thing I know it she asks a girl to go into the back to check for the missing 2% carton.  We continue to talk, and she's discussing with us how many options u have, "Fat-free this, or low-fat that", of course I agree, and tell her how I spend almost 20 minutes in the supermarket, solely looking and reading labels.  I tell her how that's a good habit to have. She waves her husband who has a kid wrapped around him, with a full shopping cart.  I'm like, huh this is interesting, cuz I was halfway thinking about going down aisle 7 to pick up some "breath fresh" spray, and see if she really wanted to milk, or wanted to get milked!  I'm so bad, I know!  (*Editor's Note:  That will not be featured in the kid's version of our diary later to be released!*) So the girl who checked brought out another of her co-workers.  He comes out, and she's trying to communicate to go look for the milk in the back.  He understood, but didn't quite get her at first.  So finally he goes back, and as he's leaving, she tells him, "Two Percento!!"  I'm like this girl is going off, and getting sterotypical up in here!  She was like, I don't know Italian-American, but just how she said it showed me that she's used to getting her way.  I like that in a girl.  But I don't like that in a girl.  U feel me.  My hombre, came back...don't laugh...and said that he couldn't find that milk in stock, so I just grabbed the Fat-Free version, that's supposed to taste creamy like 2%, have 35% more protein than regular milk, and 45% more calcium than ur leading brand.  Heck of a deal for $2.50, I think I may go get some more since it's kinda organic too...Next time, I'm standing by the glass doors with roses and a tailor suit.  Do u think that will work?!!

This is what I'm running into down here in Miami...and down in our neighborhood of South Beach.  Just some wild stuff.  I don't know, our life is like a movie. I gotta say this....I'm riding on the bus today (It's a long story why I wasn't in our ride, so....), anyhow, I'm on the  120 Beach Max bus coming back over to South Beach, and this lady gets on with a Candy Cane.  I offered her my seat, but she decided to take the one right accross from us.  So the bus is going along, and I'm just checking out the scene of the Port of Miami, and Star Island and stuff.  And, I promise you, I turn and this lady is giving me the eye! I'm not joking...Now, she was a little older than us, looked like a cute and sexy Mamacita of Spanish descent...so I turn away, and I can feel this Mother The Sequel's eyes just fixated on us.  And I don't know what to do!  I'm looking ahead, in that in that beautiful guy/girl mindset...U know what I'm talking about...when somebody is seriously checking you out, and u know that they are checking you out, and they even know that u know that they are checking you out, but u do the best you can not too look that way, yet ur looking outta the corner of ur eye, but just so they don't notice!  C'mon now, I KNOW SOMEBODY out there, knows what I am talking about.  So I don't know why she was giving me the "I wanna freak you" stare, but she was and believe u me, I know tha look!  Maybe she was thinking about her daughter or something...or maybe she's been reading our diary recently where we've been talking about some sexy 60 something women, and how we dig them!  I don't mean, that literally...but if I had a the chance...let me bump into Raquel Welch at a Lil Wayne concert!...I need to stop...

As I said before, beauty comes in all sizes, shapes and colors.  Wasn't it the legendary group Pretty Ricky that said, "Age ain't nothing but a number"?  That's so true.  It's the experience factor with us...Man, we see some stuff down here, so of which, I wish I didn't see...This homeless situation...we've always felt that whenever we really, and we do mean REALLY blow up, this is gonna be our mantra.  But we have to think of something, cuz seeing people sleeping everywhere from benches to church steps to in front of clubs to library steps, it's really...today, it just got to me.  Like we have to do something.  We began to think about our lifestyle, and how blessed we are...hold on, my homegirl is calling...Ok, we back, cool talk for a little bit...

But we gotta do something for real.  Just make a difference, and sometimes, even on today, we think about our life, and how we have so much within our fingertips, all the glitz and glamour, people giving us free VIP tickets to concerts, but what about those that we can really help.  U know it doesn't take much for any of us to be on a curve sleeping...enough said, something will hit us, we're sure.

Well, it's time to relax a little bit.  I'ma put some cucumbers on my eyes, and just dream...

And somehow, I feel like it won't be a dream any longer...but a sneak preview!

How neat!

Toodles!
Austino Galaxia.