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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

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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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Today I drove Annie from Happy Tails to Winrock Animal Clinic. During most of the ride I sang "Dreamboat Annie" by Heart to her. Then I launched into "Tomorrow" and "You're Never Fully Dressed Without A Smile" from the musical Annie. Did I ever mention that I saw the Broadway revival of Annie with Nell Carter in 1997? Good show. Anyway, after ensuring Annie's safe arrival at Winrock, I went to the galleria because I needed a new pair of glasses. Two weeks ago my glasses broke when I stupidly put them in the pocket of my cargo shorts and forgot about them. Days later, eyes burning and head aching, I found them. Broken and useless. Today I finally found the time to replace them. Unfortunately, that meant spending hours at the galleria. With--yech--people. More unfortunate was the fact that LensCrafters was running behind, so my glasses were not crafted in less than an hour. They were crafted in less than four but no more than three hours later. Six hours later, when I was finally home, I let Rex out so he could pee. He was more interested in the neighbor's stupid English setter, who was parading about very near our fence. Our dogs can't stand the English setter. I have no idea why. But they were all outside at the same time and foolishly rushed the same corner of the fence to bark at it. Amid the cacophony rose the sound of Rex's I'm in pain, damn it yowl. He ran down the drive to me with his head lowered, trying to pry something out of his mouth with his front paws while running. I gently looked at his face and realized his upper lip was caught on a tooth. Seemed silly. Then I realized it was caught on his upper canine tooth. And it was caught because he'd somehow pierced his lip with his tooth and it was now poking through his flesh. I gently removed his lip from his tooth and rushed him inside so I could clean him up. Did this happen during veterinarian office hours? Of course not. He seems okay, but I want someone to look at him to be sure, and to get meds if he needs them.

It's a hard knock life for Rex.

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