With virtually no notice whatsoever, this comic has morphed. Now it's not just terrible, it's a leading cause for suicide. I've read this page six times in the vain hope to find any semblance of sanity, but it's just not there. I also reread it six more times to make sure I wasn't hallucinating Luke's innermost private thoughts. I wasn't.

Luke's a little miffed because Jason (or Jay, as he calls him) hasn't arrived yet. Luckily, Luke realizes that Jay's tardiness was a blessing in disguise - it gives him a chance to look at the trees again. With his wild city life, he had forgotten what they look like!

The three panels are the bottom are sheer gold. Luke gets sappy about the happy scenery around him, offering up his three favorite things about the forest: the smell of fresh air, the rustling of the leaves, and the beauty of a little butterfly. Folks, he's not just some middle-aged teen sexpot. Luke's a sensitive creature. But there's a time for feelings, and this isn't it. Luke's about to meet up with his good friend Jay for the most exciting day since Ferris convinced Cameron to take out daddy's car. Bidness is about to pick up!