Mummy, what's a rutabaga?

Well hiya. Did you know that it's National Rutabaga Month? Apparently loads of people are calling November as their particular 'national month.' It's National Novel Writing Month, as well. I'll admit, I am a little tempted, every year, to pick up the writing fever and produce 50,000 smarmy, ill-conceived words, but I do that so much already, I figure that adding more smarm to the swill-pile is not going to help me finish my already-ambitious projects.
That having been said, I'll likely not have my first 'real' novel finished by the time I'm thirty--not at this rate, anyhow.
Erm...so...