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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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the waiting

My follow-up visit at the hospital was scheduled for 11:15 this morning. I was up at the crack of nine without the aid of my alarm and managed to get there on time. However, I didn't allow for the endless circling of the parking garage required to find an open space to park, so I was actually ten minutes late, which worried me. Foolish me for fretting, for it was three hours before anyone called my name and, when they did, it was only to take my basic information. I didn't see a doctor until I'd been sitting in the waiting room for five hours and my butt was uncomfortably numb. On the plus side, the television in the waiting room was set on CBS, so I got to watch As The World Turns. After I was ushered into a wee examining room a doctor entered and apologized for making me wait. I'm sure my silent response spoke volumes, because she hastily asked if I'd had any pains or shortness of breath. I replied in the negative, and then she removed my sutures. And that's it. An entire day wasted for a ten minute visit with a doctor. Bastards.