Cliché trailers and unimpressed movie reviews aside, "The Bounty Hunter" was still expected to perform decently at the box office last weekend, some guessing a gross in the neighborhood of $25 million.
Politicians. They're just like us, or at least, that's what they're desperate to have us believe, particularly during a campaign season in which the word "elitist" has been lobbed about like a pinless hand grenade.
For fashion designers, donating a couture gown to a celebrity such as Reese Witherspoon or Jennifer Lopez that makes it onto the red carpet at an event like this weekend's Academy Awards is more than good luck - it's a strategic business move.
There I was, in Seattle to catch a Mariners game last August. The air was crisp, the coffee was fresh ... and the hat of choice throughout the city was the red B of the Boston Red Sox. Sox fans had invaded the Emerald City, like an occupying army, planting the flag of Fenway.
Up the stairs and past the velvet rope at the Vapour Lounge not too long ago, Michael Jordan was just one of the many smartly dressed folks clinking glasses with friends on the suede couches and chairs. Three stories below, through the open atrium, a deejay spun records next to the club's dance floor and 50-foot arched ice bar. But upstairs you couldn't even think about ordering a shot. The cheapest drink on the menu was a $125 bottle of Absolut. Bottles of Dom Perignon were $300.