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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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more than physical

Holy flying monkey crap, it's cold outside today. It's allegedly forty-six degrees, which is chilly for this part of the country and explains why I woke up shivering this morning. A few days ago I turned on the air conditioning because it was hot outside. Mother Nature seems to be feeling rather fickle, lately.

I've been feeling rather good, lately, so I've been going to the gym almost daily. I'm not doing anything strenuous, because I'm still afraid my chest might explode. No, I've been taking it easy, gently cycling for a half hour on the lowest settings and then finding a quiet corner to do yoga. Every other day I'll grab a pair of fifteen pound dumbbells and work on my arms, which I can't do without giggling because I'm always reminded of Friends and the one where Joey gets a hernia. ("Damn you, fifteens!") My goal is simply to be healthy, because I know I'll never be a hulking mass of musculature. While researching spontaneous pneumothorax I read that exercise is recommended, because healthy lungs are strong lungs and strong lungs are less likely to have blebs. We'll see.

Yikes! I have an appointment I can't miss. More on that tomorrow.