Joga Bonito!

Following the afternoon in the East Village; mom, dad and I headed over to Ntina and John's for a barbecue.

I've been on this earth for seven months, and I've learned one thing: Never underestimate what a Greek girl with a solid tzatziki recipe and a boy from Cincinnati can do with a Webber Grill when lamb is on the menu. Stand back and let the culinary odyssey begin!.. I, however, ate a mashed banana.

While the leg of lamb was on the grill, Devo challenged me to a FIFA Soccer match on PlayStation. It took me awhile to get used to the controls, but we met on the pitch in ferocious competition. Devo, I challenge you; Play Beautiful!

Perhaps his controller was broken, perhaps I cheated, perhaps I'm just better than him; but after a hard fought match he fell victim to my superior skills.

I can't imagine how hurtful it must be to be out played by a baby; but in his defense, my selection of Brasil in a 2-3-5 offensive posture combined with my expert utilization of the Ronaldinho/Kaka combination left him with few defensive options.