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April 2011

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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

contact

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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Early in the afternoon, usually about an hour after I've woken up, I'll go over to Becky's house to say hello and see what's going on. I followed that same routine today, but when I sat down on the corner of Becky's bed to talk the bed frame separated from the bed post and went crashing to the floor. That usually doesn't happen. Becky and I were horrified, because her dog, Margot, likes to lurk beneath the bed amongst the various dog toys she's hoarded under there. We called her name in frantic tones and then she slunk from beneath the bed skirts, none the worse for wear, wondering why on earth we were being so dramatic and what had we done to her bed?

Obviously, I need to get my big, fat ass back to the gym.

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