As I drove up the winding road to Devastated Area, I idly mused upon the study of TAC 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 33 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 23 in Ursa Major. It sparkled like whipped cream. Then, for a real challenge, I accidentally located M 107. It looked exactly like lumpy darkness. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I looked at B 544 in Draco. It looked a bit like whispy tendrils of nebulosity. With that checked off my list, I identified M 61. It sparkled like a glimmer of the Big Bang. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I looked for and suspected M 99 in Canis Major. It was better than lumpy darkness. With that checked off my list, I tried Abell 62. It took me back to the first time I saw yet another globular.
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 Segmentation fault (core dumped).