Prospectus

This blog intends to historicize the occasional antics and mishaps of Michael Dylan Thomas Murdock nee McDonald. This is a man who slept on a couch called Nimh for nine days before ruining his back and moving to the floor for three months. Better known to the general populace as Dock Boy, Dock, Fat Boy, Dykle Turdcock, Howlin' Mad, Mudrock or Michael, my friend Murd is an artist of the highest caliber and integrity, as well as a critic of niche market sustenance options and the star and host of a forthcoming television series. Please leave any preconceptions of social accomplishment at your homepage, for to understand Dock is to know him, and to know him is to befriend him, and to befriend is to meet him, and to meet him is to not be repulsed by his outward appearance. This tract shall be designed to enlighten the uninitiated while at the same time adhering to my friend's utmost deference to the rules and etiquettes of art, inter-personal relations and international soccer fandom. Let these parables bear witness to a saint and a paisano and a genius plagued by demons.