That thought had crossed my mind also and just sticking it up on the shelf.
It'd be me trying to move it.
Unless of course, I screw it down to the deck of my open trailer and see if anybody tries to steal it.
oh oh maybe a random wood corner fence post along a field.
Be sure to use a game camera to catch the scavenger/thief in the act.
Captain beat me to it, I've been saving rectangular cans ever since I saw Proenneke's videos. Unfortunately my wife refuses to use a loaf pan made out of a kerosene tin so I haven't done anything with my stash yet.
You want-to use the kerosene can as a bread loaf tin for baking?
That reminds me of a story, one of my friends on the job (fire-rescue) was going to a game at the Miami FL Orange Bowl, back when it was down by the Miami River, and not the new location at (current name) Hard Rock Stadium.
One of the "fun activities" of attending an Orange Bowl game was the search for parking in the Miami neighborhood where the stadium was. The stadium parking was expensive and totally-inadequate for the 75,000 attendees it normally-held for the Miami Dolphins and University of Miami football games. The property owners in the blocks adjoining the stadium would be in-front of their properties, hawking their parking fees, waving-in cars as you cruised the neighborhood.
As you walked-along the street after parking, and headed towards the stadium, you would pass all-sorts of street vendors hawking everything from beers, to barbeque and the variety was wonderful.
Pollo, puerco, vaca, pescado, you name it.
My friend stopped-at one of the barbeque stands and got a siskebob and as he ate it on the way into the stadium, he remarked on how it had that certain distinct barbeque flavor. He raved about how good it was.
After the game, on the way-back to the car, we passed the same barbeque stand. As we watched, the cook took a siskebob he'd just assembled and as we watched he prepared to set it on the grille. He turned-to a corn tray sized for a single ear of corn, and reaching down, he picked-up a can, and squirted some clear liquid into the corn tray, and quickly inserted the kebob, giving it a 360-degree twirl in the liquid. He threw the dripping kebob onto the grille, there was a flare of fire, and the kebob was merrily-cooking-away.
No-wonder the kebob tasted "cook-out authentic," he immersed it into a tray of fire-starting fluid!