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my (our) books

Fool for Love When You Don't See Me

Someone Like You I'm Your Man

He's The One It Had To Be You

The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica Best Gay Erotica 2007

Best Gay Love Stories: New York City Best Gay Love Stories 2005

Three Fortunes In One Cookie The Deal

contact

If you have any of the above books and would like them signed, mail them to:

P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

Please include three dollars for return postage.

Send email to timothyjlambert@gmail.com


Warning: This blog may contain homosexuals which in the states of California and Maine have been alleged to destroy the sanctity of marriage. Read at your own risk.



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Sugar Monday - since you're gone


Because Lindsey and Rhonda are Thailand and Sugar has been entrusted into our care, I've been asked to do a Sugar Monday post. I woke up with the most horrendous knots in my back today. I'm tired, cranky, it hurts to even breathe, and I don't feel like being myself today, so I think I'll post what I would imagine Sugar would write if she were sending a letter to her mamas. Here goes nothing.

Dear Mamas,

Greetings from Camp Compound. I was kind of sad after y'all left me here, but things started looking better when that Timothy guy slipped me some bacon bits later. (Oh, wait. I think he said not to tell anyone about that. Whatever.) I miss my usual routine. After he's eaten, that Rexford dog takes a long nap while that Timothy human eats brunch, so I have to amuse myself. Luckily, I seem to be good at that. When I pounce on invisible objects and roll on them it seems to amuse the Timothy human. Then the Rexford dog tries to steal my spotlight. Whenever the humans here pay any attention to me the Rexford dog is suddenly awake and dancing around in front of me saying, "Look at me! Look at me! I'm cute, too, damn it!" What a moron.

I have to admit, the Rexford dog is pretty accommodating. He lets me nap in his crate, which is really comfortable. Now that I think about it, I get away with a lot here. Don't worry. I still ask to get on the furniture, even though I know the Timothy will always let me. I get to play with Rexford's toys, too. He's good at sharing. We played tug of war last night for a long time. It was fun. Neither of us won, because we decided it would be much better to eat the rope toy. It was delicious.

Speaking of delicious, I keep seeing lots of squirrels outside that are fun to chase. I almost caught one today. And I probably would've, too, if it wasn't for that silly Rexford. He's not very stealthy. The food is good here. No chicken heads. (They made me say that.) The Timothy, Rexford, and I go for a walk every day. I don't pull on the leash at all.

That's it for now. I'm scheduled for a nap in Rex's crate. I hope you're both having fun.

Love,
Sugar.

P.S., We should make brownies for the Compounders when you come back, don't you think?




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