Food history, for instance. Marie Antoinette didn't actually encourage the eating of cake or brioche or any breadlike thing. Her apparently thoughtless comment was very clear demonstration of foot-in-mouthness and that means ... eating socks. No?
It must be research for my fiction, then. I am going to turn into a very funny writer. I just need to learn some funniness. And maybe spelling. I've already worked out teh speling side of it. Just one word will solve all my orthographical needs: I must learn how to spell 'darlek.' I need to have my characters exchange sparkling repartee while looking like socks and pointing out that 'dalek' ought to sound more like 'dallek'. I need...
I probably need to get some work done. I now have just 45 minutes to write my food history post and write 500 words of novel. Or I could send out a search party for my missing hour and leave myself with no time at all. Then I can steal a Tardis and write my intensely humorous prose with scintillating sock wit before 6.30 on 1 January and I can be ahead of myself and still waste an hour.
Except it wasn't waste. Where else would I remind myself of how to spell 'darlek.'