FUN WITH LOGISTICS

Here's a look at the addenda to the usual Boogerland work-n-family schedule for tomorrow:

1:10 - Mets game. Praise be, the headcase Oliver Perez isn't starting so this should end at a reasonable time.
2:00-2:30 - pick up Beast and Noodle at school, but not too late because they're napping.
3:30 - Noodle eye doctor appointment. Hand Beast off to Her Awesomeness.
4:10 - Yankee game begins, and hopefully the Mets are done by then so I can put that in the WPDH afternoon news, with Noodle in tow at the radio station.
4:45 - Beast allergist appointment.
5:?? - Rendezvous with wife and Beast; attempt civilized restaurant dinner.

This'll work without a hitch. I'm so sure of it.

SO MUCH FOR BRINGING THE KIDS TO THE GAME

They got booked for a thingy with Mémère and Pépère on Saturday, so it's me catching up with some old college friends down at Shea for the Mets and my beloved last-place Reds, and doing Mother's Day with the Nana and Her Awesomeness on Sunday. There was an outside chance the kids were going to come along to the game, but then Her Awesomeness had to go and see this, from that Mets game in LA the other day:



And now she's nervous about next month's Yankees-Reds tilt at the Stadium, because my seats are right on the railing over the right-field corner. She's concerned that Abreu might not have the range to catch a kid if one of them goes over.

Since they're building Citi Field in the Shea parking lot, I'm taking trains to the game - and that'll give me a chance to report back to you on what the house wine is for Metro North. $5.50 a cup now, that much I know.

THE KIDS' FIRST BALLGAME(S)

When the Noodle and the Beast came into our lives, I was hoping to be able to show them the wonders of Yankee Stadium and of...well, the 7 train on the way to Shea, at least. Was hoping to wait just a leeeetle bit longer though, but up go those two spiffy new ballparks, and what's more my beloved Reds are coming to both Queens and the Bronx this year, so there's no better time than the present to indoctrinate brainwash let them experience a big-league game for the first time.

Trouble is, the amenities for kids at the two old ballyards have never been much, and having seen that baseball palace in Philadelphia I'm thinking we're doomed if the game turns out not to be to their liking.

Would LOVE any tips on keeping a four-year-old girl and a two-year-old boy occupied at the game.

In the meantime, it's seven hours and counting toward the deadline for the Johan Santana trade to go through. Tick...tick...tick...don't you panic now, Mets fans. Really, just stay relaxed. Deep breaths.