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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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I let Rex out tonight and he reached a point of the drive and suddenly started, as if he caught a scent. He started jumping in and out of the brush, obviously searching, searching, searching. He ran to the South Lawn, then ran back to the drive. He checked out the Zen garden. Nothing but tranquility there. Then he ran along the iron fence and picked up the scent again. Finally, he leaped into a thatch of ferns, pounced on his prey and dragged it back onto the drive. I'd been watching, thinking it was doubtful he'd find, much less kill anything at all. When I heard him crunching into something I called him back. He pretended to ignore me for a moment, but when he heard me say Now! he came running and sat down at my feet, looking up at me as if to say, I done good! I got a flashlight and found that he'd killed a baby opossum. Poor thing.