So, we're out doing stuff and we finally get to go see Slingblade. As we're standing in line, I look through my wallet and see that I'm only going to have a couple of bucks left over after I buy the tickets. "Damn!" I say. "I won't be able to get popcorn."

"You just ate - you shouldn't need popcorn" says Lisa.

That's not really the point, though. One of the reasons seeing a movie in a theatre is better than seeing it at your house is that you get to have overpriced popcorn.

Anyway, a few moments later I look down and see a dollar bill. I quickly pick it up, doing the good-neighborly act of glancing around to see if I can find anyone who looks as if they are in the process of fumbling with some money & may have just dropped it. I find no one, so SCORE! I get my popcorn!

I tell Lisa "Hey look! Eris bought me popcorn!" She says "Eris doesn't exist." I say "Oh yeah? Well, all I know is that I'm getting me some corn."

Later, while Lisa is in the restroom, I'm buying my popcorn. There, I find another dollar on the floor. A few feet away, I find two more. Eris completely paid for the popcorn and heavily subsidized my Dr Pepper as well.

Slingblade was pretty good, but not as good as I was expecting.