As I drove up the winding road to my backyard, I idly mused upon the subtle meaning of Dilbert as I contemplated the threat posed by global warming. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 14 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 35. It shimmered, as if it were dandruff on black satin pajamas. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I looked at NGC 4693. It was even more difficult than blackness. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I looked at NGC 5814. It seemed most like Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. After that, I nudged my telescope to NGC 2552 in Draco. It appeared to be diamonds on black velvet. With that checked off my list, I showed some guests B 217. It shimmered, as if it were a little triangle. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found by accident M 40. It glowed, rather like the eye of God. With that checked off my list, I showed some guests NGC 2120. It somewhat resembled a faint puff of nothingness, with a suspected, but not confirmed, central star. Then, I found NGC 2059. It seemed fainter than spent coals, faintly glowing. After that, I sketched NGC 3091 in the western sky. It was better than a waterfall. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I checked off NGC 674 in Fornax. It somewhat resembled the last six objects I'd seen. Next, I stumbled upon B 338 in Sculptor. It appeared in the eyepiece like fleecy wool. Then, for a real challenge, I checked off M 46. It looked exactly like Gollum. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I observed NGC 6293. It was better than nothing I'd ever seen before. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I stumbled upon NGC 1927 in Perseus. It seemed fainter than lumpy darkness. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found by accident NGC 6482. It appeared in the eyepiece like Alan Rickman. With that checked off my list, I slewed to M 60. It was a blurry likeness of a swarm of bees. Next, I tracked down Abell 59. It glowed, rather like its Hubble photograph. Then, I identified B 20. It was a blurry likeness of nothing I'd ever seen before.
Finally, it was time to pack up and leave. As I drove home, I contemplated the events of the night, and realized that any night out under the sky with good friends is better than ebola.