In the meantime, here’s the part where we shamelessly promote ourselves and ask you to help.  3Way has been nominated by you fans (Thank You!) for Best Fictional Web Series for the 2008 Afterellen Visibility Awards.  You can vote for us at: http://www.afterellen.com/people/2008/12/visibilityawardfinalvoting. From now until midnight on Monday, December 15th.

It would be great timing for us to win this category right now as we are in the homestretch negotiations with a network (to be named later) for a 2nd Season of 3Way.  We can add this to our list of nominations, awards, sold out festivals and events to make our case for our show and the fans.

Can’t wait for a video hit from the cast of 3Way? Then visit: http://www.shewired.com And check out Jill Bennett’s “Violet Underground” and Cathy DeBouno’s “What’s Your Problem.”  Those girls have a lot to say these days…

And look for a new project with Jill coming in early January on www.jillbennett.com.  We’ll keep you posted.

Bridget McManus’ comedy show was great!  Thanks to all of you who came out to support our foxy delivery gal.  We’re hoping to get some photos and video from that to post here, as well.

Maeve Quinlan is back to work making the lives of teenagers on the new “BH 90210” a living hell.  So look for those episodes in the New Year.  Maeve and Mr. G. (aka G Spot) also a part of the “90210” spread in the December 8th issue of In Touch magazine.  Maeve is looking spankin’… uh, smokin’ hot!

If you didn’t catch Maeve and Maile’s “Brunch with Bridget” you are missing some fun in the sheets.

And for even more laughs you can catch Maile in the new Jim Carrey movie “Yes Man.”

And of course, we are all watching the last few episodes (sigh…) of “South of Nowhere” as they wrap up the series.  Gaby and Mandy have both done interviews with Dara on Afterellen.com.  Gaby’s is already posted, and Mandy’s will be up shortly.

Had dinner with our favorite LadyCops last night, Christina Cox and Liz Vassey.  Both are working hard.  While we were together we talked about what’s next for our favorite “undercover” lovers on LadyCops for 2nd Season.  It’s going to be a blast, with some cool guest stars lining up to play hot cops and pesky perps, as well.

Our DVD is finished, but we are not going to be distributing until after the New Year – as it’s all part of the negotiations for 2nd Season.  Sorry about that.  We want to get our stuff out to you guys as fast as we can.

Thanks again for all your support.  Really.  Please keep checking back for news and entertainment.  And, more importantly, don’t forget to stay vocal and diligent about your civil rights, your right to happiness, and the right to see yourselves represented in all areas of media and entertainment.

xxoo

Nancylee

I was teaching an intense two-hour power vag class this morning when I was rudely interrupted by the rico suave Capoeira instructor next door. He said, “Cayen sus vajinas! They’re flapping too loud and I can’t hear the beat of my drums!” I replied back in my very limited high school Spanish, “Si senor, el gato es muy negre.”

He muttered something about pinching China under his breath and left in grumbles. I promptly extended my two-hour to a four-hour power vagitation.

Roxie’s Remedy: The Power of the Penocha will not be silenced!!! Viva Vajina!

One of the ladies in my class came up to me afterwards to ask for advice. She’s been with her girlfriend now for almost three years. Over the last few months, her partner’s become a little negligent about hygiene and being intimate has become a bit unbearable. She asked what she could do to subtly re-introduce a fresher regimen.

I suggested taking romantic baths together before coquetry begins. Or introducing new cultures and teaching her about the Philippino’s use of tabo (plastic tumbler used for dousing female parts with water aka a poor woman’s bidet).

Roxie’s Remedy: Do unto others as you would wish them do unto you. And never forget lesbian basics. If my favorite sushi joint I’ve been going to for the past 6 years started serving me bad fish, I’d have to start going elsewhere.

We have two addicts in the house, and I’m not one of them. And neither is Siobahn. Andrea and Geri have an unnatural addiction to meat. Every meal must have meat in it or it doesn’t count. Jumbo sized bacon in the morning, beefy large burgers for lunch, and a gargantuan steak, the bloodier the better, at night. And they growl while they eat. I’ve tried to wean them on to fish or tofu, some vegetables with their meal, and they called me a pussy. And un-American.

Worried about the state of their poor overworked hearts, I staged an intervention and took all the meat out of the house and replaced it with healthy fruits and vegetables, tofurkey, and lots of legumes. They went rabid last night. Siobahn and I were huddled on the floor of her room holding each other as they beat on the door crazed over the good meat that was thrown out, threatening to eat the only meat left in the house, us.

Roxie’s Remedy: Never come between a lesbian and her meat. Hell hath no fury like a carnivorous lezzy scorned.

The perils of living with a straight girl continue. Siobahn met a guy at Shamefuls two weeks ago. I felt bad about the last hairy loser I chased away. So, I bit my tongue, even after he said, “You guys are lesbians? Sweet.” (insert greasy, ogling smile here).

He’s been over a few times, mostly for a booty call when Siobhan’s really in a fix. Living with Geri and her noisy shenanigans isn’t easy for anyone in the house. And now we’ve got some dude constantly lurking by our bedroom door trying to hear some “hot girl-on-girl action” to use for his spank tank.

Well, he’s returning tonight, and I’m prepared. I’ve bought myself a taser. (Geri got me a great discount at ZapUSA.) Andrea and I are planning to be extra noisy tonight. And when I hear his heavy Neanderthal breathing at our door I’m gonna spring like the stealth ninja I am and fry his ass – or any other offending parts I can reach.

Roxie’s Remedy: Wikipedia says electrotherapy is used to treat “conditions of abnormal functioning.” Having in in-house creeping Tom is about as abnormal as it gets. Let’s hope this fixes that.

There’s a foul odor in the air and her name is Geri. It’s been over a month and she refuses to shower. Instead, she baby wipes. She says, “I learned it in the service, it’s what you do in times of war.” A) The war is not being fought here in the States; B) Half a semester of ROTC does not count as service; and C) Baby wipes NEVER count as baths, even if you’re a baby.

Last night, I took her container of wipes and used each one to wipe every canine ass in the house after feeding them a tub of chili con carne. Then I neatly refolded each one and put them back. The rankness of Geri is officially no more.

Roxie’s Remedy: Be sure to maintain good hygiene in a house of lezzies or someone’ll make sure for you.

Football season means I have no girlfriend on Sundays. Andrea is a football fanatic and she’s kind of scary when she’s watching her games. She screams, “Come on, run you little bitch!” and “That’s what I’m talking about!” and “Don’t make me shove this dick in your mouth!” all day long.

I love her to pieces but being ignored one day out of the week gets to be old hat pretty quick. Last Sunday, I put on my high school cheerleading outfit, rubbed up against her like a cat in heat, and proceeded to various stages of undress. After a full first quarter she said with a huff, “Fine, we can have a quickie during half-time, but it’s gotta be quick.”

Roxie’s Remedy: Yesterday I cancelled her NFL Sunday Ticket so I’ll be back to having a girlfriend seven days a week. Or maybe I’ll be found in a very shallow grave in the desert dressed in nothing but an Eli Manning jersey.

Although I may appear to be a girly girl, I’m also very much a ladies’ man. I treat everyone I’m dating with the respect and love they deserve, one woman at a time. I pull out chairs, help her with her coat, listen more than speak (and man, some of these chicks can yammer). I love and worship every inch of her body like a temple, and above all else, I don’t stop until I know SHE is satisfied.

Tonight, Andrea and I went out to disco night. And this rude, loogie-hocking dyke pushed her out of the way and ordered ahead of us at the bar. I was enraged and ready to defend my woman’s honor. But for some odd reason, Andrea was a little turned on. She kept “accidentally” rubbing her boobs on this woman’s back. Those boobies should be on my back, not some mean, no-class truck driver’s.

Roxie’s Remedy: Sometimes, you just can’t win with chicks. Nice is nice but girls like a challenge, and they like ‘em bad. C’est la vie.

We have a morning routine that I strictly adhere to. I start every morning breathing through my vagina:

It starts with deep breathing — in through your nose and out through your mouth. And then further, deeper breathing, visualizing as you breathe in, taking in that fullness to engulf through your chest, down your spine, into your pelvis and bringing much needed oxygen to your vagina.

And when she’s entirely full, stretched to her capacity, breathe out — imagining that flow of oxygen as being one continuous stream connecting deep down, letting it tug at your belly button, pulling deep down to your gooey center, pulling on the walls of your vagina as the last strands of air blow past your lips. The upper ones. I call it – vagitation.

When my day’s going awry, I ask myself, am I breathing through my vagina? If the answer is no, then I know exactly what I need to do to fix myself.

Roxie’s Remedy: Start your day with a healthy 15-minute dose of vagitation, and a can of V8 and vodka. It’s what the yogis do. I mean, what they would do – if they had vaginas. And were allowed to drink.

My poor baby’s been sick for a week, coughing and sneezing with some nasty bug that’s going around. For the last week, I’ve been making her homemade chicken soup, serving up plenty of Vitamin C, and dousing her with TLC.

She makes it easy, she’s awful cute when she’s sick — with her scratchy voice and nuzzling against me like a puppy.

She woke up this morning, all better, bright-eyed and bushy tailed with a mischievous glint in her eye. And she repaid me for all my services with quite a service of her own.

Roxie’s Remedy: Always take good care of your girl when she’s sick. She’ll thank you up and down. Mostly down.