Please help us never forget.

Poem by Matt Lang.

Goodbye, Elphia. You've been a beautiful dream.

Please, help. We're coming to an end.

Happy Valentine's Day citizens. I wanted to put out a royal edict to let you know how much I love you all. Our kingdom is grand, isn't it? A new, Danger Circus just moved into town reminding me what a powerful place this has become. They call it Obb World. You should drop by if you haven't already.

Alright, enough with the riff-raff and beating around the bush. I hate to have to do this to you, Elphians, I really do. But this is one of the last pictures from Elphia. The color covered the entire Earth. Did you know that they just created a brand new island off the coast? I'm moving, citizens. I'm leaving my kingdom to go out and live among the people. I'm going to Obbityville.

Please, help. I'm always outside of trends.

This was not inspired by the new Disney movie that came out. I mean, maybe it was in the ether, but when I originally drew this strip I hadn't seen a movie poster yet. Actually, I still hadn't seen one by the time the coloring was done either.

Happy 2.10.2010

Please help. Life marches on.

Doesn't it bother you that the only clear vision we have is hindsight? Why does time makes us fall backwards through it? The only thing that we really see is the after images of people we knew, burned on our cornea, burned on our brain pans.

Spanxzilla: Female mood swings

One thing I love about this mini-project that I've created for myself is that I get to hear the most random songs bump up against one another. It makes me really happy. I always get so bored listening to the radio play the same 12 songs every other hour. We're in the age of media! It litters the information superhighway. The only thing that keeps people from it is licensing laws. People who have stock in things always want to argue about who owns what. Commercial talent is mostly summed up in dollars and cents. Which is a shame but as to be so, understandably. Business is business even if it's selling art.

That's exactly how this transition felt. It started with M.I.A.'s, "Hussel" which, from what I can tell, is about a guy who is out there trying to make a profit. Then went to a song that I hear a lot, "Punjabi Girl" (DJ A.P.S.) a kind of Bollywood musical remix ending with Ingrid Michaelson's "Keep Breathing" which is as it sounds: a meditation to remind you that you'll make it through if you can just stay alive.

Listening to other songs that came after (Kate Nash, Regina Spektor) I suppose that it was following the female singer genome.

Please, help. Dogs are so stupid!

I have tried and tried to explain to him the concept that invisible doesn't mean non-existent but he refuses to listen and keeps running headlong into the door. I guess he just needs the proof of its existence impressed on his mind.

Also, Happy Birthday to Gabe.

Please, help. My plans go awry.

The only thing that I hadn't worked out is what to do with the girl once I got her. I was so focused on the capturing part. Stupid!

Please, help. Even king guys get the blues.

It's weird how one little thing can change your entire perception of a person. It was going fine, the two of you were making concessions for the other person to be in your life. You were trying to negotiate a peaceful co-existence. But then you do something that shakes your partner so hard that they have to do something to really shake you up. And there's no real good explanation for it. Well, there is actually. It's called perception. Our reality if filtered through the way that we perceive events. For the first part of the relationship we see thing as going great as our psyche tries to merge our egos with that of our partners. So far, every break-up for me has come exactly at the point where my brain recognizes that that's not true. Then I start behaving more like an individual and it turns out that the girl, whoever she is, didn't like me as much as we thought.

No, I complain like I'm the only one that this happens too. But I know it's not true. Everyone is getting dumped all the time because people are wising up to their situations.

Please, help. He's living in my neighborhood.

Walk by his window late at night and you will hear the low, steady slurping sound that is apt to chill you to the bones. Brave children say that if you can get on his front porch, you can hear him crunching Chix mix in his teeth. We know he does it because he gets fatter ever year. We see the killer's evidence on his chin and milk-stained shirt. We wouldn't judge him so much if he would just come clean. Tell everyone he has a problem. But no. Daily we see 1/2 a dozen milk bottles go in full and come out empty the next morning! It's cereal and we know it.

Please help, they always take off when there's something important to do.

I don't really trust anyone or anything until I can see the proof of their words. Lots of things will tell you, "yeah, yeah, yeah. I got it." But to me that doesn't actually mean they'll take care of said thing. It means they intend to take care of said thing, which is subtly different. While I appreciate creatures intentions, they're actual actions can be both surprising and bothersome.

Please, help my piggies get full of cash.

If you get a porcine outside it's natural habitat you will see that it can be quite intelligent. These two are the pet project of a wealthy millionaire on the upper east side. They have been playing 3 matches a day in constant preparation for a showing. No one has yet to pay to watch them but one of these days. That's what the millionaire keeps saying, "One of these days."

Please, help. Being pretty can be such a bother.

I know it. It's hard to be the most attractive animal in the species. Everyone's got to come over for a go. It helps them re-evaluate their status in reference to the pack. And that's fine. It's just so tedious.

Please help Mr. O'Shea.

I thought about it for a long time. What does happen when a unstoppable force hits an immovable object? I was convinced that the force would drive itself through the object but that only seemed to work for some types of forces/object pairings. So then I was thinking about physics and how the force meets and divides it. To be an unstoppable force one has to be able to ricochet off of immovable realities.

Best of luck.

The King of Elphia

Please, help me remember to laugh.

The problem with jumping out a window is that you don't get to have the full experience of it. At some point your brain tunes out all the input that it's receiving. Even when you hit you should be so jacked on adrenaline that you don't feel it. I just gave myself the heebee jeebiees. It's better to watch other people do it. Then you feel better because at least that's not you.

Please, help. She was filthy.

But that was part of her charm. You couldn't believe the innocence of the look that she would give as she splashed the slimiest muck in your face. I went every Saturday for a year.