Question... can you read this??

For the past few days in the pit, during our Traviata run, those crossovers to the ballet in the violin section have been practicing a huge book filled with pages that look like this. A recording of said practicing would be much more effective, but I'll attempt to lay it out here in blog form:
fragment of music played
"What?"
two notes played
"What the hell is that note?"
A slide up to an unknown and unwelcome position
"Waitaminute. One, two, three... that's a G sharp?? Shoot!"

Thus begins our run of Swan Lake. And thus continues a pattern of somewhat fruitless practicing and blaming of my glasses prescription that's two years old.