I was actually inspired to re-read it because of a line in Pratchett's Hat Full of Sky, when the Feegles are describing various worlds they've traveled to, and one says something about a world where people have five different bodies for doing different jobs, and a huge left hand just for opening pickle jars. I'm not sure if I got that the first read-through, but something clicked on the most recent one, and I went "Dude! The Feegles are talking about Moties!" Which was awesome.
My tolerance for hard sf with military twinges has apparently improved since my college days--I wasn't skimming large sections to get back to the aliens--so that's nice. On the other hand, I think that probably hit my limit for the next six months, and now I have to go read something floofy with unicorns.