Fortunately, the cold nose thing didn’t last long. Barely a day or so. Looks like Minx doesn’t have the same firepower as Attitude did. But what she lacks in duration, she makes up for in tenacity.
So it looks like she’s been messing around with a number of little things, from plants to squirrels to Mandy’s nipples. By and large, this isn’t a BIG problem. But today, she surprised me a little. She flew up to my face, all buzzing and excited, and said she had to do a good deed. An annual thing for faeries. But since Attitude didn’t really cover this with her, she wanted my advice. Not that she CARED, she was quick to add. In fact, she wanted to know so she could do something else.
Continue reading “More Minx Mischief” 
I’m going to (exceptionally) break with the usual form and talk a little bit about the character Marie from the strip. With that last strip, you may have noticed that I have been laying it on a little thick with the drama. What’s up with this? Is BF! losing its sense of humor?
No, not at all. The thing about Marie is an exception. And I blame Scott Kurtz (bless his talented soul!) for it.
Continue reading “There’s Something About Marie…” 
With apologies for being so silent during the last few weeks, I’m back! Back from Peru, then back from Easter Island, and now, just plain back from vacations.
And I came back to an empty place.
I don’t mean empty-empty, but empty-as-in-Attitude-is-gone-empty.
Continue reading “Vacations Are Over!”
It’s been over THREE weeks since my last update, and I’m terribly sorry about this. Some real-life stuff, such as switching the site from one hosting service to another, have taken up some of my time. I’m wondering if this has to do with the weird behavior of my phone, a while back, or the mysterious (and apparently enchanted) DVDs I received. Guess someone has it in for me, right?
Well, buster, I’m not quitting.
Continue reading “So Jaycee, Where Have You Been?”
Enough with the suspense, here’s what happened on Sunday, AFTER Mandy noticed Meghan sitting by herself at a table on the ground floor.
As I said, she wasn’t really alone. She was soon joined by Brooke, dressed in her unmistakable pick-up artist style. It used to good on her as a guy, it now looks even better on her as a chick. And that hot chick was now hovering again around my ex-girlfriend, Meghan. If you’re just now joining us, you should know that I throw up a little in my mouth, these days, every time I think about Meg. And while I’ve moved on and forgiven Brooke for sleeping with her (as a guy) when she and I dated, my stomach sank low when I noticed the two together at Coffeehaus.
Continue reading “Guess Who I Saw at Coffeehaus? (Part 2)”
I’ve recently found a new place to hang out, a coffee shop called Coffeehaus. I’ve been going there for a few weeks to write up my scripts for the strips. The atmosphere is pretty hip. They have carpets, and tons of bookshelves with real books. Books from the 19th and 20th Century, covering all sorts of topics. And the place has two floors, and serves coffee at tables, unlike Starbucks. The waiters and waitresses are very friendly, and remember what you want when you’re a regular.
This morning, I went there to write, accompanied by Mandy, who wanted to tag along to buy some fashion magazines. (She’s not ACTUALLY into these magazines, she says; she just wants to make fun of the skinny models and silly quizzes they have.) I didn’t mind her company, on the contrary. It was nice to have her there, especially because it gave me someone to bounce ideas off of for sexual gags. So we went to my usual table, on the second floor, in the corner, and I got to writing.
Continue reading “Guess Who I Saw at Coffeehaus?”
So…there isn’t a lot I can really
see from the vantage point of Jaycee’s web cam. I’ve been able to slowly hack into various other web cams and security cameras around the immediate area with some care, so my viewpoint is
slowly growing, but what I’ve discovered is the most interesting stuff is actually going on right here.
Well,
duh, right?
Continue reading “Minx Watch: Nuts”
I just saw my credit card bill for June, and saw that SOMEHOW I got charged for a few dozen softcore DVDs that were shipped to me!!! What the heck?!?
So these weren’t gifts after all, but some credit card hack! To whoever did this: screw you!!!
And of course, Attitude denies everything.
Well, I guess if I’m going to look at the silver lining, I should be happy that *I* got the DVDs. Whoever hacked my credit card could have sent them to himself…
All right, I’m off to cancel my card and get another one.
–Jaycee
it’s time for another Bloomin’ Faeries! art contest. The rules are the same as before, but the prizes are a little different.
Check out the details
HERE.
–Jaycee
I saw the darnest thing this morning, at breakfast. There I was, eating my cereals, when I saw a squirrel outside the back window. It was just scurrying around, looking for food. At first, I thought nothing of it, until it faced the window for a second. Then I saw it was a male.
An impressive one.
I’ve seen squirrels before, and they don’t come equipped with this kind of (ahem) male gear. This one was sporting a set of genitals I’d have expected on a small dog.
Attitude (who happened to flutter by at the same moment) denied any involvement in this. She added, “Better him than you, right?” and fluttered away.
Yeah. She got THAT right.
–Jaycee
Last night was odd, to say the list. Mandy and I had sex (the standard way, if there’s such a thing). Afterwards, the conversation drifted off into sexual performance, foreplay, and mutual satisfaction. And in the spirit of open and honest communication, I disclosed to Mandy I somewhat felt inadequate with her.
Let’s face it, she’s had a LOT of experience, and (thanks to some faerie-enhanced years) she’s become QUITE the sexual athlete (even if she says she’s forgotten a lot when she returned to normal). So when I seemed absent-minded after sex, she asked me what was on my mind. I told her what was up and she just smiled. It wasn’t a mocking smile, just kind of reassuring. “You shouldn’t worry about that. I’m with you because I like you. I’ve liked you for a LONG time, and for other reasons than sexual prowess. BETTER reasons.”
Continue reading “A Lesson in Cunning Linguistics…” 
…It’s me!
On Friday, I thought I’d be a funny guy and subject Brooke and Roseanne to Mood Boobs. For those who don’t know, it’s on one of the bunch of DVDs I received last week. It’s the story of this flat-chested girl who, while holding a magic crystal, wishes she had mood boobs: they’d grow bigger when she clapped her hands or got horny; her nipples would get rock hard and pointy when she’d get angry; etc. You get the idea.
Mandy was in on the joke, too. Because it’d only last a day (like the Freaky Friday curse), we both figured there’d be no lasting harm, so why not had a little fun, right?
Continue reading “Who’s the Boob? That’s Right…”
