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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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you dropped a bomb on me

I woke up today feeling as though my eyes had been scrubbed with sandpaper and one nostril had been used as storage for fifty pounds of bromide while I slept. It's been warm and spring-like in Houston this past week, which is all it takes around here for things to start blooming and allergens to be everywhere. I recently vacuumed and dusted, so I blamed the dogs for how I felt today. They haven't had a bath in quite a while, so they're nothing but dander machines. Walking, jumping, playing, rolling, drooling, dander factories.

Yes, Rex has issues, as well as a need to challenge my authority. You'd think he'd be the worst dog to bathe. On the contrary, he's the easiest. He loves the attention and just stands in the tub like a diva at the spa. So I saved him for last. I bathed Pixie second, because I knew she'd be trouble. Sure enough, the second I turned on the water she climbed my torso and tried to masquerade as a scarf. "Oh! Oh! Help! Nobody here but us scarves!" So I put on my swimming trunks and led her outside to the hose. She didn't like it much better, but at least she kept four paws on the ground and let me get it over with.

I didn't know how Penny would react, so she got the first bath. Penny is pretty much fearful of everything, so I knew I'd have to calmly talk her through it and reassure her. Her reaction was to freeze in place at the opposite end of the bathtub from the faucet, in an ignore it and it will all go away sort of response, which was perfect for my purposes. I kept telling her how great she was doing, and how clean and pretty she would be afterward. She seemed to like the attention. That is, until I poured water over her head to rinse away the shampoo on her head. She panicked and pooped, and that was the end of bath time for Penny.