You know that jar of cooking grease where you dump bacon fat and other artery-clogging kitchen glop? The jar that sits by the stove, its contents slowly congealing into a rancid, good-for-nothing block of glop?
Last month a University of Maryland sophomore and his well-fed housemates sold one just like it on eBay for $305. The bidder, clearly someone with a soft spot for small biz, told the sellers to remarket the goop. They set up a Web site, are planning a calendar, and have seen the value of the jar rise to $700.
According to their school newspaper, the housemates "have even begun sending Facebook messages advertising a contest aimed at art history majors who they want to come up with the most creative critique of the grease jar as a piece of modern art."
That's a pretty slop jar. It would be a shame if anything were to happen to it.
Now this tale of entrepreneurial triumph has been stained by crime: On April 21, the boys' moneymaker was nabbed. A ransom note has instructed the enterprising Terrapins to drop off "$1,000 large" at a park or "the grease gets it."
At least the perp had more imagination than to write, "all your grease are belong to S.S. Snoogins."