James Delanor Jewell was born on a northbound riverboat somewhere between Greenville and Memphis on a stormy, tumultuous night. Attacked and captured by a band of Mississippi river pirates, the entire staff and patronage of New Orleans' Nubian Princess were held hostage and made extraordinarily uncomfortable. Forced to perform little ditties, comical routines, and made to swap clothes with persons of opposite gender for their captors' amusement, unto this scene was little Jimmie birthed. His mother, Extravaganza Cornelia Washington Butler Miami, was a burgeoning casino hustler, swindling unseasoned tourists and savvy locals alike. Hidden in a kitchen pantry, Extravaganza delivered her third child by herself, in two hours and forty five minutes, with nothing but an old potato sack, some Crisco, and Bulleit Kentucky whiskey. Having chewed through the umbilical cord and birthed the placenta, Extravaganza swaddled her newborn in her underskirts and tucked her most valuable possessions into the bundle and set him to drift to safety on the banks of the river inside an old beer keg. She attached a note, reading: "I will come back for my baby. Take these treasures and care for my baby as you would your own. A greater reward awaits when I return."
Jimmie was found early in the morning by an illiterate, one-legged moonshiner who brought the baby to his wife and kept the treasures for himself, jumping town to set out upon greener pastures. Being too poor and infirm to care for a child, the woman traded the baby to a cult of mountain people who belonged to the Church of Christ Without Christ for a goat, five hens, 8 pounds of corn, and a lightly used shotgun. Jimmie was cared for by the cult until the age of two; recognized as having exceptional talents and extrasensory powers, the cult believed he was the Anti-Antichrist and released him from the community into the wild. This is where Jimmie became raised by wolves. He was found by a bear trapper somewhere in Kentucky around the age of 4, and was brought to Lexington as a human curiosity, garnering much media attention as the "Kentucky Wolf Boy", first locally, and then nationally. A California child psychologist took a particular interest in his case and began the process of adopting Jimmie the same day the story hit the stands in her home of San Francisco. Being the most knowledgeable about these kinds of things, the state of Kentucky granted sole guardianship to the doctor, Jordan Jasper Jewell, and Jimmie met the first mother he ever truly knew. Well, aside from Biscuit Snacktime Bunny Kitten, the wolf mother who cared for him previously.
Jordan recognized Jimmie's talents early and his genius almost immediately. She created a small academy for children with such gifts and talents and invited the brightest, youngest children from across the nation and assembled a team of experts to teach these precocious pupils. Jimmie, not being much for school, was removed from the program 5 weeks into it and was placed under the tutelage of former child star cum dolphin trainer Roxy St. Vincent. Roxy, a close personal friend of Jordan, had a similar upbringing and lack of interest in notoriety; the sole survivor of a plane crash in the Appalachian mountains, a three year old Roxy was discovered by a banjo maker and was loved and cared for until she was 11, when the banjo maker decided she was destined to do great things and was sent to New York to "make something of herself" with nothing but a suitcase, his entire life savings, and the address of his cousin, who was working as a fairly successful lion tamer. Roxy was discovered by a Broadway producer while performing in a musical version of "Waiting For Godot" in the East Village soon after her move and instantly became famous. She decided to eschew her celebrity at 16, and moved to California to lead a life in relative anonymity, attending UCLA to become a marine biologist. Jimmie was happy to hang out with Roxy and play with dolphins all day. He spent his childhood like most children would, riding bikes and watching T.V. and doing regular kid stuff, with the obvious exception of the dolphins. Jimmie grew up in this way and didn't feel any different or more exceptional than anyone else, despite his privilege and status as somewhat of a cult icon.
Jimmie was homeschooled until the age of 17, when he decided to attend the Rhode Island School of Design, focusing on furniture design and illustration. After a semester of cutthroat competition, bad attitude, and too many pointy leather boots, Jimmie left school and hopped a train that eventually put him on the southbound Missouri Pacific rail lines, jumping off near Peter Pan Mini Golf in Austin, Texas. Jimmie has lived here ever since, joining Kings 'N Things in 2005. He inhabits the Drag King Flophouse with his domestic partner and gay lover, the extra fabulous Mx. Rhythm Method. In his free time, he enjoys cooking delicious vegetarian treats, drawing pictures, and hanging out with his two enchanting children. In the future, Jimmie would like to open a school for exceptional children who just aren't that into school, build a cob house, and raise some Nigerian dwarf goats. He still has yet to meet Extravaganza.