Meet Mike Murphy. He's a private eye, ready to right wrongs if you pay him enough. He's also ready for a good Polish with sauerkraut if he can scrape together a few extra bucks. Sure, nobody hired Murphy to tangle with the local mob boss, but sometimes a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. Even if that means ogres and mummies and one mean gorilla.

From freeze-dried pygmies and ruby mines, IRS agents and the resourceful Polly Inch, the fifth dimension and grumpy elves, come take a wild ride through stories from a world just around the corner. Buckle up, though, because that Camaro the elves are driving has got a jet engine. And, of course, an espresso maker.