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CKosarek and I worked together on our final performance for the class. It was interesting for me because--contrary to what we may have told you--Cassie and I selected the class together with the knowledge that we'd both be taking it. Two days before Virginia Woolf went to lottery Cassie graciously stepped down --for her own reasons but with the knowledge that it increased my chances of getting in and in return I have promised to go skiing with her.

The video, which chronicles a semi-accurate course through our relationship and views on conversation, didn't reveal to me my lax attitude towards truth. I embellish and alter and assume my mind's done it already. The frank impossibility of constructing a narrative in any art form that re-iterates reality is amusing challenging and a corner stone of existence. If we could replicate the "real-ness" of something--what's lost is the very thing we've tried to capture.Splenda and velveeta are to excellent examples of this!

What CKosarek and I looked for wasn't the truth. We wanted to reveal our opinion and we did it the best we could at the time. And so we lied? What I thought of the most was "F for Fake" which I think did a very nice job of revealing the ways cameras and characters lie. We also thought of A Mighty Wind

I was a *little* surprised not by the fact that Cassie and I played ourselves playing ourselves to a certain degree but actually by the fact that compared to my memoir in webpapers this was quite different. The voice and tone I think altered considerably. It was odd to hear myself speak and consider, how I would have written it.