We were discussing a tube of sun-dried tomato paste we had just found in our fridge. It's been there for an awfully long time.

K: I wonder if this stuff ever goes bad.

P: Probably not, unless the tube cracks. Or, maybe eventually, like...

K: Like when, the year 2000? That's right around the corner.

P: True. Tell you what. Let's make a solemn vow that if we haven't finished it by the year 3000, we'll throw it away.

K: [being very careful about taking on a vow] Hmm. But what if the entire planet gets transported into the future, so that it is the year 3000 but nobody on earth realises it? We'd all be walking around in the future thinking it's still only the year 2000. Actually, that could have already happened.

P: I think in cases like this, the vow assumes that the element of time travel isn't involved. Say, not more than like 10% of the time between now and then should be done by time travel or it doesn't count.

K: Well, what percent exactly?

P: I dunno, that's details. Supreme Court stuff.

More snippets of conversation. Pär and I usually do exceedingly well at enjoying the same movies. Comedies, action flicks, dramas, thrillers, old classics, new releases... we both like them all. But our moods don't always match up. And sometimes, our tastes are simply more visceral. Especially his.

P: What are we going to rent tonight?

K: We could finally see Shakespeare in Love!

P: We could! Or, we could see something good!

K: [gasp] It is good! Cousin Gwyn got an Oscar for it!

P: Fuck Cousin Gwyn! I want to see that movie with lesbians in it. And Ally Sheedy.

K: High Art?

P: Yes.

K: I want to see that too, but I don't think it's exactly a fun night out. It's about heroin junkies and their relationship.

P: Maybe they will have sex. They are lesbians, right?

K: They're heroin junkies. If they have sex, it probably won't be all that great.

P: Oh. Then let's watch something else.