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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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wild wild life

There's a high fence that surrounds the back and side yards at Rex's attorney's house. In some places it's six feet high, and in other places it stands about eight feet. It's constructed with wide, wooden planks affixed to posts and cross beams. It's the very kind of fence that Rex is known for leaping in a single bound, which is why he came to live with me. Ever since we arrived he's constantly eyed the top of the fence, as if there's something drawing him to the other side, and I've been close behind, ready to distract or grab him if he tries to jump. The house behind this one has two dogs who whine and carry on whenever Rex, Calvin, and McGrady are outside, and I thought that's what was enticing Rex's attention to the fence. That is until last night when I was outside and talking to Becky on the phone while smoking. I looked up and saw two beady eyes on top of the fence, staring at me. The eyes belonged to a large 'possum. She was standing very still in mid-crawl atop the fence, waiting for me to go back inside so she could continue her trek across the fence. When I didn't move either, she started moving again, but very slowly, as if saying, Pay no attention to the 'possum on the fence. I am moving slowly, so, therefore I am invisible. This is not the 'possum that you seek. She continued onward until she disappeared behind a large grove of bamboo alongside the fence. Tonight, while Rex was cavorting about the yard, I saw a baby 'possum dashing across the fence right above his head. Luckily, he didn't.