Word: trademark
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...when Weill took over a third-rate consumer lender named Commercial Credit, Dimon was also demonstrating the painstaking attention to detail, ruthless cost cutting and savvy dealmaking that would become his trademark. Instead of just signing off on real estate leases, Dimon would pick some and read them line by line. The high-decibel debates that took place in the corridors between Dimon and Weill were legendary and "the most fun we had," says Robert Lipp, a former colleague and now a member of the Bank One board...
...Unfortunately, for those willing to risk it, "there is no such official club per se," says San Diego-based businessman Phil Kessler, who owns the U.S. trademark for "Mile High Club." Still, his eight-year-old website, milehighclub.com, offers "MHC"-branded merchandise and lists dozens of stories about World War II soldiers trysting over the South Pacific to married couples spicing up their summer vacations. No doubt Sperry, who died in a crash seven years after his inaugural rendezvous, looks down at this with lusty approval...
...look at it, Eckersley was not a typical pitcher. Throughout his career with the Cleveland Indians, Boston Red Sox, Chicago Cubs, Oakland A’s and St. Louis Cardinals, the kid from California known as the Eck utilized his trademark sidearm delivery to deceive hitters. Eckersley’s long black hair always hung out the back of his cap, and he would routinely pump his fist in jubilation after completing one of his 2,401 career strikeouts...
DIED. VESTAL GOODMAN, 74, Grammy-winning singer known as "the Queen of Gospel"; of complications from the flu; in Celebration, Fla. With her elaborate hairdos and the trademark white handkerchief she waved at audiences, Goodman and her husband Happy dazzled fans in live performances that were reminiscent of early camp-meeting evangelism. In five decades together, the Happy Goodman Family act recorded 15 No. 1 gospel hits...
...rabbit in an ascot) is today as much an anachronism as the New Yorker?s Eustace Tilley (a fop with a monocle). Or as Hefner, in his silk pajamas and red smoking jacket, when billionaires wear T shirts. Hef, with his interchangeable sex partners (two are twins) and his trademark pipe traded in for Diet Pepsi and Viagra, has become what we are all in danger of morphing into as we grow old: parodies of our younger selves...