During Meijer-related operations in support of Project Blackberry Pie this afternoon ... well, I've got this observation for the good people at Chippewa Cabs:

I'm the last guy who'd criticize someone for taking five while on the clock to rock out. As far as I'm concerned, if Jefferson were alive today, he'd agree that rocking out belongs among life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

But, I don't know ... Night Ranger? In a public place?

Have you no sense of decency, sir?