Great, we’re done with introductions. Time to fish. For an instructor, Mark doesn’t seem very practical. The last place you want to teach people how to cast a fishing line is inside a building, especially when you have a river just outside! It’s like teaching somebody how to swim while in the desert. C’mon, Mark! You can’t be that dense! I suppose the real question is (see how I avoided the obvious pun?) “Why the heck is Rivera making Mark look like a dope?”

If practicing to cast is the joke-of-the-day, the usual joke clichés are sinkers flying through windows, lamps breaking, and Mark getting pelted by errant casts (it would serve him right, too!). A snarled line is also a valid punch line, but it’s underwhelmingly illustrated here, barely discernable.

Art Dept. Speaking of drawing, the first two panels are well composed, and Mark is nicely drawn (panel 2). But the artwork starts going off the rails in panel 3 with its lopsided perspective and odd proportions. By panel 4, Mark appears to be having a frontal cranial implosion, though it might be justified.