Around 2 AM last night, adoor
asked me if I could fill in a bunch of roles for her reading of A Winter's Tale; I agreed, promptly went to bed, and woke up at noon. After fighting with my printer to try and get the play printed out on a reasonable amount of pages, I gave up and grabbed my large - and heavy - Complete Works of Shakespeare. Got to the park around 1:30, where I was informed as to what roles I'd be reading, and madly scribbled them down.
The reading went reasonably well; one or two people who were wandering by stopped to watch us go through it. The book got really really heavy after a while. I think I did reasonably well for never having read the play before, and reading my lines pretty much cold.