Years ago, my family would make venison jerky, which became somewhat of a problem because the more you make, the more you eat. It's not like defrosting half a tenderloin to cook for tomorrow's game; you make jerky in huge batches, and it sits there waiting to be snacked on. A friend at work makes jerky and brings it in every now and then, and it got me on the idea of making some.
Too bad there's a Game Stop or Home Despot in place of every deer stand I used to have. How many Game Stops does a town need, anyhow? If I did have the time to shoot and clean a deer, I don't have anywhere to hunt, which leads me to think that I need to not put so much effort into dodging them in my truck on the way to work.