…I’m reduced to showing you a picture of my lunch.
To make money you have to spend money – I have another dog-and-horse-feeding gig on the other side of the plateau coming up in two weeks, which means I’ll need lots of gasoline, and this morning I had ten bucks folding money to my name. No possibility of a cash infusion for … two weeks. I’m sensing an oncoming problem.
So I went to the Emergency Money Stash…
Awright! There’s enough coins already rolled to fill every Jerry can and possibly even a propane bottle. I’m cool.
So naturally I spent half my folding money on a package of pork chops. I hardly ever do that, almost all my meat comes from cans but sometimes I crave cooked muscle tissue in slab form. And I suppose I could go out and kill something when I get like that, but honestly the only wild game that I can actually find regularly is cottontails, and they’re not worth the massive trouble in my opinion. What very little meat is under all that fluffy fur is pretty much tasteless. I’ve tried. So yeah. Local market was selling pork chops, and I brought home a package. Sue me. I’m a spendthrift.
A generous reader sent me a bunch of packages of instant mashed potatoes, which I don’t actually use often but I do use them on special occasions like Pork Chops. Cook the chops in a nice quick gravy made from an elderly can of cream of mushroom soup, and we’ve got an unusually loverly lunch.
LB says…
Okay, LB didn’t really say anything. He just lay there and looked put-upon until he got his.
And at his actual dinner time there’s enough for special treats, so he’s making out like a big black hairy burglar today.
And good news! When I got home, broke but topped off on drinking water, I learned that my last regular monthly paying gig, which I had thought had faded away, is still active – or rather active again. So that’s a monthly cash infusion I was learning to live without, that I don’t have to live without at least just yet. A good thing to celebrate, and a good way to celebrate it. Huzzah!
I’ll also take this opportunity to thank everybody who signed up for the TUAK Patreon account, which made up for half of what I thought I’d lost from that caretaking gig. Between the two that’s $75 a month I can count on for flour and fuel. Thanks very much! I do appreciate it.
Just out of curiosity, how does patreon get money to you? Or how do you access Paypal money? Sending cash to your mail drop can sometimes take weeks to visit the Lair. If you needed a cash infusion is there any way to get it to you when you need it??? It won’t hurt my feelings if you tell me it’s none of my business.
CH, the patreon funds go to the same bank account the paypal funds go to. Takes a few days to clear, but then I can get at it with a debit card.
Thanks! That’s good to know. 🙂
Having done the ‘Beans for a week, then Chili’ diet several times due to lack of cash, I feel you about ‘real’ meat..
So where is the book that was finished a year or two ago but was it ever put up for sale???? And about the Joel selfie pinup calendar for 2018? There are at least 12 Joel photos from 2017 (as a bonus some months could have two or more photos) that would make a very interesting calendar. Then there’s dead rats, chewed up Jeep parts, you have lots of material for a calendar. You may have enough rat related photos for a calendar. Make a calendar with photos on your computer and send it off to be printed and mailed. $10 each. And cookies. A dozen of your killer cookies for $10. A cookbook of recipes from a broke hermit. Calendars and books can be mailed cheap or put on the Internet. Cookies are more difficult, maybe the price needs to be higher. Granted products that have to be mailed are a bit of a hassle, but still this sounds like an income stream to me.