Well It's 50 Cups of Coffee and You Know It's On

I was reading a blog earlier today; something chronicling the Long War.

There was an Iraqi flag on the sidebar linking to somewhere else.

I read the words in the middle; it was the takbir (Allahu akbar).

After a second or two, my mind registered the fact that I had read the Arabic script.

Martin had told me that learning to read Arabic is like riding a bike.

I think he was right, because it felt just like the first time I took off without training wheels.

Granted, I've still got half of the alphabet and all of the diacriticals to learn, but this is a start.

Once I finish that, I'll be functionally illiterate in a handful of languages.

Great!