This job can be pretty awesome some days. Yesterday was one of those days. I spent all of Thursday camped out beneath a mysteriously placed monolith that appeared one night in Bellvue earlier this week. The monolith was cool – “kind of pretty,” the landowner whose parcel it appeared on said, and I have to agree – but talking to dozens of people who drove over from Fort Collins on lunch breaks, or took a day trip up from Boulder, or just wanted something to do with their kids on a summer day, was undeniably the best part.