Done. But my lunch break is gone. We all make sacrifices in life. Speaking of sacrifices, I watched The Contract last night with John Cusack. Not that I watched it with him, but that I watched a movie with him in it. And John. Friend. Buddy. Pal. You let me down. That movie was awful. Total waste of time. Not that you or Morgan Freeman were that bad in it, but whoever wrote that puppy ought to be taken out behind the woodshed and taught a thing or two. (I’m looking at you, Stephen Katz.) The dialogue, the characterization, the plot (or lack thereof). Honestly–the whole thing was worthless. The only thing keeping me from giving it zero stars is the power of Cusack. One star. Blech.