Getting into a routine

We've started to settle into a rhythm here, and are getting to see some shows as well as doing our own publicity and performances. Apparently Adolf is well worth seeing (AO and Susie have been); less good is the Gay Samurai Revue which, despite doing what it says on the tin, really doesn't deserve the Scotsman's assertion that it's "the most beautiful thing out of the east since the rising sun". I feel that I've learned more about Japanese culture and been violated in equal measure, although it was worth it for the expression on James' face.

Anyway, on to our shows. Wednesday featured the everyday story of a supermarket manager who became Lord President of the island he lived on shortly before it was overrun by lava due to a rather inept scheme to build a world-class swimming pool. It all turned out okay, though: pumice is highly valuable, giving the island a whole new industry. I played the lava.

Thursday, we had a more outlandish tale of the man who would be king - king of Mars, that is, having won the planet on a game show, not knowing that Earth's government intended to blow it up to extract its rich mineral deposits. The day was saved by the real Martians (who looked like sticks with mops on, but apparently most resembled Earth crabs), whose federated and decentralised government was much enlivened by the introduction of war.

Anyway, the weather is hot, it's a brand new day, and I must away to persuade more people to see the show.