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Wednesday, November 12, 2025

Today's work-gig

I have a few rules on this blog.

I don't show pictures of minors. 

I don't list their real, searchable-on-the-internet names.

If I am working for somebody, my time belonged to them and I don't share any details that might prove embarrassing in the future.

I can share that I did help the young guy out today.

I was able to be productive for about three hours.

No money changed hands.

His two dogs liked me. 

He invited me back if I ever want to burn calories outside of a gymnasium. 

5 comments:

  1. Full disclosure for Joe’s readers and brothers in arms: Joe is a true gem, and I’m not ‘young’ at 50ish yrs old. But I am not retired and yet he is. Kind of. But not really…he still works his arse off!

    I’m the local friend he graciously helped today on my property.

    My life schedule is currently full blast with working 50-60hrs in manufacturing, teenaged kids, a 60 acre family farm full of brush and trouble, and a wife that is solid as hell farming, feeding us, and homeschooling full time. But there are things she cannot do and counts on me and guys like Joe to do around a farmstead.

    Joe and I have different needs and priorities at our current stages of life. I have limited hours away from work and making the family farm switch from summer to winter mode and vice versa is always met with limited time, unfinished projects, impending seasonal doom, and weather deadlines that do not relent. Time is precious money.

    Time is our most precious commodity notwithstanding the spiritual space…

    Joe and I traded HIS time today for some livestock infrastructure for which his family had an existential need. Joe and I have a great history of free/fair trading. Agorism!

    For approx three hours of physical labor together (and great conversation) plus an hour of his travel time + fuel to/from our homestead - we traded for 51 of these, used but in good condition:

    https://www.twinmountainfence.com/product/1-25-fiberglass-sucker-rod-post

    Agorism. The future of local trade!

    Meanwhile…

    When we moved into this old farmhouse (built in 1841), while cleaning out the basement I discovered some mid 20th century canned goods (home made and preserved in glass jars) stored among the deepest darkest crevices of the old stone foundation.

    Based upon all the info I have, these 12-18 dusty jars were canned onsite here sometime between the 1950s and the 1970s. So they are estimated to be 50-75 yrs old.

    Joe now has them in his possession to study, photograph, open, photograph, smell (photograph his reaction), and maybe even taste? He is a man of SCIENCE!-)

    Joe - lemme know how that goes!

    Future posts from him may or may not include details on opening the home made farm preserves in glass jars and what he found. But I feel as though I handed him a good winter time topic and some interesting fodder for his audience. And he handed me some much needed efficiency knocking out a project that was key to finish this week while I had time off to deer hunt and winterize the farm.

    The vintage canned goods are glass jars with varying metal lids and were stored at a constant temperature (basement/cellar) with no UV light. I hope they can serve as a bit of a science experiment for when you all stumble across old as hell canned goods.

    How hungry are you, and would you eat them? How hungry are you at that moment in time?

    ERJ may have something to say about it…

    THANK YOU JOE!!!

    G’night. Head on pillow, and walking to a deer blind in six hours.

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  2. Wry face, it's a TRAP JOE! Don't eat that antique food.

    Compost all but the fats and meat (bury deep) and recycle the jars.

    Actually, its heartwarming that folks help each other.

    Trusted friends, trusted family, faith in God and hard work (often together) will get you through bad times and makes good times happier.

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    1. I've no personal experience with rations 50 - 75 yo but I've hvae read about tinned food from the Antarctic exploration being found and sampled with no apparent ill effects.

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    2. Tinned and HARD FROZEN for the whole time.

      They've thawed out Mastodons and ate some of it. I think I could search out the link if you like. Aside from being a tad tough it was edible.

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