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YEP, AUTUMN is upon us.

(WordPress has changed its interface again. This time using a monospaced font which could only be good. The internet, in the year 2014, is finally adapting what has been SOP by printed publications for ages. Imagine that, early adopters.)

SO AUTUMN in New York although we still have about two weeks before Labor Day, the last day of wearing white by those who wears white. The temperature is in the 60s on the way to work and 70s on the way back. I plan to wear a blazer during dinner tonight. It’s Friday after all and I just got my first paycheck. Withdrew it in Benjamins, gave half to the wife, and will save a dollar to be framed.

THE KRAKEN of a novel that has won the beauty contest is being prepped to be finally unleashed by winter. Three writers, all former winners by the same beauty contest, are kind enough to blurb the book. Winning the beauty contest is nothing but chance (all have a chance to win it, I just chanced it last year) but it is amazing how other winners are welcoming when I asked for help. The others though, those with zero medals, wow, those are the ones who have no time to even answer my query. And they thought that that beauty contest is incestuous. I say, win one, preferably “GRAND PRIZE FOR THE NOVEL” and then you will understand.

THE NOVEL category opens next year. I am willing to share my insights to anyone who asks. I think aside from a killer idea, two very important points need to be met for a chance of getting a medal. This thinking was honed by my advertising experience when winning beauty contests are a yearly war.

OH, WE are doing Bikram Yoga now. Joy is better, if that is the word, than me. But sweating is very nice indeed.

NOW WE drink and dine to my first paycheck.