I ran into a friend at the “World Trade Center” junket in San Francisco.

Oliver Stone, Nicolas Cage, Maria Bello and the husband and wife portrayed by Cage and Bello took part.

As we waited for interviews to begin, my friend talked about the “Miami Vice” junket in L.A.

Jamie Foxx, who plays vice detective Rico Tubbs in the year’s most boring movie, talked of running into Don Johnson in a bar.

Johnson played flashy dresser Sonny Crockett, Tubbs’ partner, in the mid-’80s TV series that spawned the big-screen abomination, er, adaptation.

Colin Farrell plays Crockett in the movie.

Reportedly, Foxx told my colleague that Johnson said, “Tell Colin Farrell he couldn’t carry my jockstrap.”

Based on Farrell’s performance, Johnson was right.

A friend wanted to forward a copy of my Superman pickup lines.

They ran with a “Superman Returns” package on June 25.

She couldn’t find them on the Web.

I couldn’t either.

So here, brought back by popular demand (one person, but she’s popular), are:

The Top 10 Superman Pickup Lines

10. Sure, your last boyfriend drove a Ferrari. But I’m more powerful than a locomotive.

9. Want to touch my cape?

8. I can leap tall buildings. Need your gutters cleaned?

7. Be gentle; my last girlfriend was like kryptonite.

6. I’m an illegal alien. Would you help me get my driver’s license?

5. Let me take you up, up and away from all this.

4. I wear tights because I don’t believe in hiding anything. Anything.

3. Care to join me in the phone booth?

2. I’m only faster than a speeding bullet some of the time.

1. It’s made of steel.

I walked out of a movie last night. It’s the first time I did that in years.

The movie was “Little Man.” Marlon Wayans plays a tiny, baby-faced thief who masquerades as an infant.

About 20 minutes into the comedy, a stray dog walks up to a basket containing Wayans-as-baby. The dog lifts its leg and expresses itself on the baby’s face and in its mouth.

What audience on what planet in what universe would find that funny?

And what kind of person would come up with that image and think it would entertain?

Since I had seen the uninspired mess “You, Me and Dupree” the night before, I saw no need to sit through two soul-draining comedies in a row.

I gave “You, Me and Dupree” 1 1/2 stars. (The review’s on insidebayarea.com/movies.) Compared to “Little Man,” “You, Me and Dupree” is Oscar material.

We ran a wire-service review of “Little Man.” The writer gave it 1/2 star.

Out with the old, in with the unexpected.

I dumped my Hugh Grant vest.
It was frayed from wear and beyond repair.

I wore the vest the first time I interviewed Grant, for “Notting Hill.”

His flight had been delayed. He had just arrived, he was jet-lagged, and his luggage was still accumulating frequent-flyer miles.

While waiting I fiddled with the bottom button on my vest - open, closed, open, closed.

Everyone has a different opinion about “the right way” to button a vest, but no one knows for certain.

When Grant arrived looking haggard and, admittedly, feeling that way, the first words out of my mouth after “How you doing?” were, “What’s right, bottom button buttoned or unbuttoned?”

He looked, grinned, then said he had studied English history.

Hugh knew the answer.

As we walked into the interview room at the Ritz-Carlton in San Francisco, Grant said it was bottom button buttoned.

He mentioned the king who started the fashion, as well as when and why.

Though my brain cells long ago replaced that data with other trivia, there remains the memory of Grant laughing and making me laugh.

Involved with Elizabeth Hurley at the time, Grant said he preferred hanging out “with my mates” watching football in a pub to being with “Elizabeth’s jet-setty friends.”

My hunch was right. I thought he was a guy’s guy beneath the sophisticated trappings - although that day he wore a T-shirt and rumpled slacks. Probably his flying clothes.

We exited as pals for the moment.

Since then I’ve had a vested interest in his career. Now, who knows?

Or should that be Hugh knows?