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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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it's not right but it's okay

I woke up, dressed, and took Rexford outside so he could relieve himself. He stood for a moment, blinking in the sun, confused, because ever since I returned from the hospital I've been waking up earlier, but then he shook it off and ran to the front yard in search of squirrels. I followed and then huddled on Becky's front steps in a ball with my arms wrapped around my knees because it was a bit chilly outside this morning. Then I realized how silly I looked. I'd put on my Simpsons Duff beer pajama bottoms, which are quite colorful, and a plaid flannel shirt covered a concert T-shirt from The Cure's Swing tour in '96. Hello, I'm Gothy the Grungy Clown.

Back inside, I dumped some mutilated fowl into Rex's food bowl and then fried bits of ham, bacon, mushroom, and scrambled the mix into two eggs for myself, served it on toast, and poured a glass of orange juice. (Not only am I waking up earlier, I've stopped drinking coffee.) Two hours later, after reading blogs and answering email, I watched the news while drinking a mug of tea and then washed dishes downstairs. I stepped into the bathroom to pee and finally realized that I'd been wearing my underwear backwards all morning.