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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


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P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

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Send email to timothyjlambert@gmail.com

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say my name

It's been brought to my attention that I've mentioned Hanley, Inc. twice now, but I haven't done a proper "manny post" in quite some time. That's mainly because my schedule has changed somewhat, because The Big H is going to school during the day. Our product has experienced much growth and potential, but it apparently needs an education and interaction with other children. Now we can confidently state that Hanley, Inc.'s product can withstand crashes up to 35 m.p.h., the common cold, and a little light hair-pulling. Because of all this, I now assist The Big H during the afternoon/early evening shift.

The boss lady has evolved into quite an interesting little person. She loves dancing, animal crackers, and post-modern art. LIke Britney Spears, she enjoys it when all eyes are on her in the center of the ring just like a circus. She's also very headstrong. When she wants something, it's extremely difficult to distract her. When I pick her up from school, all I hear from the back seat on the ride back to Hanley, Inc. is her chanting NnnCacker. NnnCacker. NnnCacker. Much like a starved parrot, she wants a cracker and won't give up until she gets one. Speaking of parrots, she repeats a lot of what I say, too. Which means I have to watch what I say while driving. I'd hate for her to learn words like "Subaru," or "three point turn."

I'm not sure why, but Hanley loves to torture me by not saying my name. She'll say everybody else's name with gusto, even the cat's and dog's names, but gets tight-lipped when asked to say Tim. Literally tight-lipped. She practically swallows her lips and welds her jaw shut. No amount of torture will get her to say Tim. But she'll eat vegetables for me and does whatever I ask with little fuss or muss, so I really can't complain. She'll say Mommy and Daddy at the drop of a hat, though. Actually, if a hat drops, she'll say, "Hat!" But that's neither here nor there. Every hot blonde on a magazine cover is Mommy, and every time we walk past her dad's office door, she points at it and says, "Daddy!" Even when he's in China.

But last weekend, when they were in LA, I heard that Hanley ran up to her mother with a copy of LA Confidential magazine and kept saying, "NnnTim! NnnTim!" while pointing at the cover.

Apparently, The Big H thinks I look like Chace Crawford. He's pretty and is more than ten years younger than me. I'll take it! Then again, there's a two foot replica of Yoda at Hanley, Inc. that Hanley pointed to once and said, "Mommy!" Hmm.