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April 2011


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


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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Christmas is celebrated on Christmas Eve at The Compound, because on Christmas Day Becky and Mr. Becky always go to L____'s house, and because Mr. Becky's birthday is on Christmas. Because of this schedule, on Christmas Eve I knew Becky would have her camera grafted to her hand, so I thought I'd clean myself up. I took a shower, and then I shaved, immediately slicing into my chin and removing a chunk of skin. Great. Because I was wasting time trying to stem the flow of blood running down my chin, my hair dried in a style that could only be described as Mrs. Brady of the Bunch meets Liza Minnelli circa 1990. I was trying to remedy the hair and ignore the gaping wound when the track changed on the CD player and Whitney Houston urged me in voluminous voice to love myself, because it's the greatest love of all.

I think that CD's still in the trash can.