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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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Scouts Honor Rescue Inc.

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AIDS foundation houston

bering omega community services

frannie peabody center

Timothy's hair by Larry Henderson Hair Design.

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something new to do

Shortly after I moved to Houston I was in my apartment and throwing up many vodka cranberries one night while thinking, "Who the hell carpeted this bathroom? And why?"

Last month when we were signing books with Greg Herren at Meteor, I kept looking at the stained concrete floor while thinking, "This is how I want the floors downstairs in my apartment to look."

A few days ago I peeled up a little bit of the carpet in the bathroom and found concrete. Excellent. I told Becky of my plan, and we decided to test the concrete staining waters on the bathroom first, and if it worked out well, we'd do the rest of my apartment.

Today became Day One of Project Bathroom. I peeled up the carpet, revealing concrete caked with carpet glue, paster, paint and years of dirt. I spent the day scraping and trying various concoctions to remove the crap stuck to the concrete. First, I tried turpentine. Then I tried Goo Gone. Then I added a little Ajax to the mix and waved at a Kangaroo who hopped by and tipped his hat while saying, "G'Day for it." As the daisies started singing a happy tune the fog rolled in and a searchlight hit the disco ball on the ceiling sending spots of light spinning about the walls and floor. The floor. The floor. The floor. The floor. The floor. I woke up on the floor and decided to get some air.

It's coming along well, though.