Sunday column: Ti-MING edition

A friend of mine recently reminded me of how our high-school drama teacher used to say, “Ti-MING!” with the accent on the last syllable when people blew a cue. I feel like my tiMING might have been a little off with today’s column. I write the columns a couple of weeks in advance, because that’s how the magazine deadlines work. And there was way less snow on the ground when I wrote this than there is now. The bizarre maneuver described by the LW–her neighbor “moves each of his two cars in front of our driveway and clears the snow from them there”–probably isn’t even possible with the amount of snow we’ve got out there. I hope I didn’t strike the wrong tone.