Agility, CD Set project and Fat naked Beer-gut man Enjoys a Beer on his Lawn chair

Agility
Coming soon, probably:

There'll be a book of artwork that goes along with the audio.
Meshing it all in to a film format would be great but this ghetto computer could not currently handle that.

Sample, maybe:
http://www.archive.org/download/PocketMoths/02ManifestcdSampler.mp3

http://www.archive.org/download/MaulingListIii/01-MaulingListVolIII.mp3

I saw a squirrel drop around 40 feet from out of a tree and hit the ground. It bounced immediately and made a sound that is similar to what you might hear if you throw a halfway-deflated basketball against the broad side of a barn. ('You couldn't hit the broadside of a barn with a vertigo infused squirrel even if you tried!' said Jimbo. 'Jimbo, you're an asshole!' replied Barry.'..and I could too hit the broadside of a barn with a vertigo infused squirrel!') The squirrel picked itself back up off the ground and ran off.

2010 draft. You can press your main action finger over the image and proceed to click to see a larger resolution.

This is a scan of an old sketch which I found amidst a mess of files. I hadn't named any of these but will do so right now.
The first panel is 'Fat naked Beer-gut man Enjoys a Beer on his Lawn chair.' It's not a very imaginative title but gets straight to the beef of things and does not cut around the corners.
The second image is 'Dock Yawner Freezes in Ignorance on Doofus Island.' The name Dock Yawner came about for a fake band called 'Dock Yawner & The Brain Eating Amoebas.' There was another fright-story through the news somewhere about brain-eating something-or-the-other and I couldn't resist to spoof the ridiculous fear compulsions. Doofus Island was some term I'd been meaning to do something with.. now maybe something can evolve from that... Dock Yawner was on a treatment plan for pharmaceutical research along with a group of others who were shipped to an evacuated study island.
The aftermath of the placebos went awry when the planets aligned with STELLA, the mutated turnover from the donut galaxy. Ancient CODS and mischevious amoebas were disrupted from their tranquil rest at the bottom of the waters and infiltrated the island. Their main appetite was BRAINS. See more in "Dock Yawner..." Ehh, that idea will never work.
The third frame is a classic. "I didn't use floss so I'll use my fingernail instead" demonstrates the mid-air flight of food leftovers being dislodged from the crevices of subject A's teeth. Subject B, meanwhile, is frozen in a moment of just realizing what is about to happen.
The following but absent scene would be titled "Restaurant Patron gets his Ass Handed To Him after His Hygienic Disregard Fails In Kindliness.'
This Fourth column already has a title. "No 2nd Prayer" showcases a heated battle of passion which may end in a whimsical mergance of the most epic and crudely detailed pension of lovemaking ever documented or a bloody all out gore-hound, over the top acting fight to the death.
The Fifth and final column "I may have pissed in your g'damn water fountain for all you know" shows the udd(/tt)er horror that natural, human nudity can initiate in a stranger's eyes.