Word: tomming
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Wednesday, Jan. 28 From Tom To: Meg Yes, I am here...e-mail is this thing that you can do in those pleasant, blank moments in the day when you can be sparkling or witty with people you couldn't get on the phone even if you tried...I am glad to be making this movie with you--a return to some nice suits, a good haircut and some great dialog with...
Wednesday, Feb. 4 From Meg To: Tom The best thing I saw today was a very gleeful bicyclist zooming uptown, stopped right near me on the corner of 57th. While he was waiting to cross he started playing his Game Boy which he had slung around his neck...
Monday, Feb. 9 From Tom To: Meg In the Park, on one of the Ballfields, completely by himself, a saxophone player is standing on the pitcher's mound wailing some practice solos, giving his chops a workout without disturbing any neighbors but the trees--a musical score perfect for a movie scene in the city today...
Tuesday, Feb. 10 From Meg To: Tom You've got me thinking about sounds in the city. What about when a pneumatic bus door opens? It always sounds to me like such a grateful gasp or sigh. "PSSTSSSTAAAAAAAAHHHH...some people are getting off." But I don't like being growled at about my belongings when...
Tuesday, Feb. 10 From Tom To: Meg Don't get me started on this Cab recording thing. What about the cab driver? I am an adult. If I choose not to buckle my seat belt it's my own fault. If I forget my backpack or wallet I am a stupid cluck who deserves to lose them. But that poor fellow or gal who is trying to make a living by driving the same few square miles of Manhattan all day long, that person has to hear that thing a thousand times...