As soon as we entered the Pointin Still on Friday night, a few bar patrons asked to pose for a photograph with us. Within seconds, shouts echoed from wall to wall within the Irish pub: Lego People! At least, that what we were told. All of the conversations and exclamations surrounding us were a bit muffled within twelve inches of cement form tubing. “Great. I think I got it. But just in case, tell me the whole thing again. I wasn’t listening.” We were limited to our vision which, ironically, was also limited to only a short distance ahead. We were easily forgiven for spilled drinks and collisions. Where we expected glares, we received high fives; which we cheerfully returned with our yellow, cardboard covered Lego…