I love the smell of grease in the morning

Just in time for Mothers Day (or not):

Scented candles with that fragrance you’ve been yearning for: White Castle hamburgers.

I’m not kidding, though I wish I was.

If you haven’t had the pleasure, White Castle hamburgers are small collections of grease, salt and cholesterol.

And that’s not as bad as it sounds. At the right time, they taste great.

As the famous slacker movie illustrated, one of those times is when you’re stoned, but I digress.

Eating them is one thing. Smelling them when you don’t have to is an entirely different thing.

If you give that special woman in your life this scented candle on Sunday, don’t be surprised if you wake up in the dog house Monday morning.

This is like other crazy schemes you hear about now and then, such as selling cow manure in Lucite blocks or shirts that look like Domino’s pizza drivers.

You are thinking: Why? Why on God’s earth would you try to make money selling more of something there should be less of?

As always, the Iron Law of the Marketplace will rule.

If this proposal craters, as it should, we may all rest assured.

If it takes off and becomes the Pet Rock of the decade, we are all in more trouble than we realize.