Sometimes I worry that one day I’m going to get on my bike and the pleasure will be gone. And then there are days like this one: it was hot and thick out, so I packed my bag for the rest of the day and night, hooked in on the Surly, and went for a ride. I just love riding a bike. It was a sweaty day as I tooled around from a lunch date, an iced tea, the gym for its air conditioning, the museum, another coffee and a meeting, dinner, and finally home. I took this picture at the museum stop, for Ogden After Hours, Bounce Edition. Bounce doesn’t belong in museums, it belongs in clubs. It is music that is seen, not heard. I learned that from the “Where They At” exhibition at this museum. But here is Kourtney Heart, performing to a couple rows of seated museum members, a group of giggling teenagers, clearly from out of the parish, young hipsters, and a whole bunch of other folks in the entry hall at the Ogden. Love it. Or not. I had to leave early to get to a meeting, but this was by far my most enjoyable stop of the day.