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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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puss'n boots

I'm finally in my apartment again. My stairs were completely rebuilt before I went to Maine and when I came back from my jaunt to New England they were repainted and tile was installed in the entry, which meant I couldn't use the apartment for a few days until everything had set and dried. (You can see Becky's photos here.) Yesterday one of the renovation dudes came by with the painter and they deemed my stairs "a job well done." I agreed. This meant the stairs could be used again and I could sleep in my own bed again. Yay! Unfortunately, the renovation dude advised me to wear nothing but socks on the stairs for a day or two because, while the paint was dry enough to walk on the surface, shoes might leave impressions if the undercoats hadn't fully dried yet. Suddenly I had a problem. I didn't want to return to my apartment without Rex, but his claws would be worse than shoes on the dry-but-not-dry-enough paint. And he can't wear socks.

Or, can he?

I grabbed the leash, much to Rex's delight. There was lots of leaping, turning, and panting that could only mean, The leash! I love my leash! Let's go! I opened the door and Rex leaped into THE CAR! and we were on our way to PetsMart. Once there, we tried on many varieties of boots for dogs, until I settled on these:

They're waterproof, soft, flexible, sturdy, and pretty groovy. He doesn't seem to mind them too much. Although, when first put on his feet, he high-steps in them much like a Tennessee walking horse. I doubt we'll put the boots to much use after the next day or two, but they'll be handy to have if we ever go mountain climbing or walking through a crack den.