Argh!

I totally forgot what I was going to say. Admittedly, I was going to say it two hours ago but got sidetracked, but that's little comfort. Using "but" twice in one sentence is even less comfort.

But oh, here's something for the kids: I'm returning to Saskatoon at 6:42 p.m. on Wednesday, August 10th. I'm going the long way, Albany to Toronto to Calgary to Saskatoon, because I hate the Customs officers in Saskatoon. And Saskatoon doesn't even have CanPass, so there's no avoiding them unless I fly in the long way.

I checked out the Customs Canada website, which indicated that milk and meat are unwise to bring across the border. Amy Sedaris's cheese balls are in between milk and meat (they've even got A-1 sauce in 'em), meaning that my Canadian pals will have to do without for now.

"Argh" indeed.