I love this new queue thing

Being able to queue up posts without using a client or email posting would be so handy on LJ. Being the prompt generator on museteasers there means that my day, every day, starts like this:

1. Wake up (hopefully before alarm)
2. Shut off alarm (phone)
3. Since phone is "awake", open browser and tab to LJ
4. Try (and often fail) to post the correct # in the subject header
5. Remember or think up a prompt for the day and type it out on the touch keyboard; submit post; shut down phone applications
6. Wriggle out of bed
7. Do morning things, which may or may not include breakfast
8. Get to work
9. Wake up.

There may or may not be coffee before work, or even when I do get to work. I don't rely on it, and it doesn't wake me up except in the afternoons. Actually, a cup of java would really be perfect right now. If I want it enough to clean out D's French press, I could even make some. The idea!

20,000 Leagues means distance traveled

I finished 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea last night. It was the perfect companion to Watt's four book Rifter Trilogy, which I am in the middle of. I don't usually like to read a whole series through in one go, and like to space the books out with something in a different style.

Somehow, I have continually forgotten that the title refers to distance, not depth. (Stop mocking me. At least I *read classics*.) It's a brainy book that would not have appealed to me as a child, not one bit. There were no women in it anywhere, unless you count a photograph referred to all of twice, and not explained. Neither the narrator nor either of his companions had a sweetheart or wife back home, thinking them dead. There was no angst! No, not even Nemo would have been angsty enough for me. Captain Nemo at his organ was no Eric, Phantom of the Paris Opera House. No one longed for anything. (Well, no. The Canadian, Ned Land, would have made a better narrator for me. I'm sure he longed for more than red meat and solid ground.)

The title is a give away for how long they are going to be stuck on the ship. The story goes along tra la la, an adventure of the mind... up until a harrowing part near the end when they seek out the South Pole. Oh! I was actually on edge.

It is amazing to read in the context of when it was written, of course. Overall, it holds up quite well. Still, I wouldn't recommend it to a kid. This is a book, in our times, for an adult appreciation.