Today marked a break in the rehearsal performance for ‘Route 99’, and so I was given the day off, which was just as well as I spent a large chunk of it attempting to write a ‘more-detailed’ plot synopsis. In the end I managed to produce a couple of pages of A4 that did a very good job of summing up 2/3 of a play. However, whether or not the play that I surmised bore any relation to ‘Route 99’ is another matter entirely, as there were large sections of the plot I had to make wild conjectures and suppositions about. Even if what I have produced does somehow turn out to be correct, I have almost certainly leant far greater credence then is necessary to a couple of minor plot developments, for the simple reason that I understood them; like writing a synopsis abut Hamlet based mainly around the fact that he once had a court jester called Yorik.
According to Richard, yesterday was the first day where it was cold enough to see your breath, this coupled with the fact that I awoke to find me hands almost numb, meant that it was time to crack out the kotatsu. Even though my new aircon/heating unit does a feasible job of warming the room, it just doesn’t offer the concentrated ardor that is obtainable from the greatest variant of a table ever to be invented. Even though there is the option of dual heating, I dare not have them both on for fear of running up a heating bill akin to the GNP of a small South American country.