As I drove up the winding road to my secret observing location, I idly mused upon the subtle meaning of the internet 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 26 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 2 in Triangulum. It glowed, rather like a little triangle. Then, I tracked down M 51. It shimmered, as if it were the pillars of creation. Then, I sketched Abell 3. It shimmered, as if it were a Black Rider hunting for Frodo.
After a short break to empty my output buffers, I tracked down Abell 58 in Scutum. It reminded me of the pillars of creation. With that checked off my list, I helped a beginner find B 86. It appeared at low power like a far-away cloud. Then, I studied Abell 7 in Sculptor. It was not quite as bright as cream being swirled into hot coffee.
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 yet another town star party with clueless newbies.