October 5th- 9th: Pat Murdoch

Pat Murdoch, whom I've known for 16 years, flew in from Berlin.  He used to live at Wolfcloud and was back in town to take care of some visa related paperwork.  On his first night at The Den, a friend whisked him away in a car and forced him to help him move his apartment, while getting wasted and not sleeping all night.  He woke up in The Den at 4pm the next day, with "one of the worst hangovers (he's) ever had", and discovered he was locked into the backyard.  He was so thirsty that, after unsuccessfully trying to turn on the hose, he drank the water out of a planter.  All while wearing his tight green undies, as seen above.  In four short months, Pat will become a father.  Angel From Above, (photo touch up by Blue Baldwin).