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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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deja liver

River's on three prescriptions, one of which ran out today. I knew at least one of them had to be refilled, but of course I couldn't remember which one. I thought, I should phone the vet and see if I should refill this. I had just woken up, so then I thought, Ooh! The coffee's done brewing!

Later, it was pouring down rain once again, and Becky had just left to drive her mother to an appointment, which meant I was carless. Not that I wanted to go anywhere. Not that I didn't get distracted and forget all about calling the vet until 5:30 PM. And yes, the prescription had to be refilled. And yes, the vet's office closes at 6 PM. Which meant I had to throw on some clothes and hightail it out of The Compound and go to the Vet yet again and give them money I don't have. I kept thinking, Didn't I do this yesterday? Yes, you did.

Luckily, it had long since stopped raining by then, traffic had thinned out and I made it on time. Unluckily (Which is a word now, if it wasn't before this.), I'd thrown on my favorite olive green cargo pants with the zipper that won't stay up and I was going commando. Luckily, my penis didn't fall out the entire time I was there. Unluckily, the prescription refill cost thirty dollars. Luckily, I still have money from our last royalty check. Unluckily, River's vitamin-K prescription will need to be refilled in a few days.

They asked if I'd like to go ahead and pick up the vitamin-K refill today. I asked how much that was going to cost, and was informed it would be about fifty dollars. I cringed and replied, "Let's do that next week. Maybe between now and then I'll win the Lottery." They laughed. I didn't, because I wasn't kidding.

When River dies (many years from now), I want his liver cut out so I can bronze it and hang it on a wall.