While writing my latest book, a prequel to An Etiquette Guide to the End Times, my main character (spoiler!) finds herself with an abundance of rutabagas. I was noodling about what to have her do with them, when it occurred to me: Rutabaga clock! My better half was skeptical if it would work or not, so the only thing to do, obvs, was to buy a potato clock kit and test it out. The rest is nerdy history, folks:
My latest, featuring a potential collapse of the Greenland ice sheet, an overbearing home automation system, and rutabagas, will be out in March.
ETA: Rudy the rutabaga clock is still going strong - and has now sprouted hair: