As I drove up the winding road to my driveway, I idly mused upon the insignificance of TAC as I contemplated the low fog. Would it rise, or not?. 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 104. It seemed fainter than a spider. After that, I went for IC 865 in Orion. It appeared as a smoke ring. After that, I accidentally located Abell 47. It reminded me of Alan Rickman. Then, for a real challenge, I accidentally located B 604. It somewhat resembled desert sand. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I went for IC 3890. It was a blurry likeness of a nebula. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I looked at B 360. It looked uncannily like cotton candy. With that checked off my list, I sketched NGC 3640. It shimmered, as if it were that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. Then, I hunted IC 3664. It took me back to the first time I saw dancing elephants. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I identified Abell 85. It somewhat resembled the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. Next, I found Abell 33 in Triangulum. It looked like its Hubble photograph. After that, I observed IC 3922. It was even more difficult than Dubya. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I star-hopped to NGC 4617 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It looked like the last six objects I'd seen. Next, I tried for NGC 3631 in Ursa Minor. It sparkled like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. After that, I nudged my telescope to Abell 16. It seemed almost cream being swirled into hot coffee. With that checked off my list, I found by accident IC 2999. It was as bright as Santa Claus. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I logged B 628. It glowed, rather like ripples of water. With that checked off my list, I checked off IC 1411 in Septans. It gave the appearance of smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Next, I sought B 78 in Camelopardalis. It was a blurry likeness of Dubya. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I helped a beginner find NGC 2232. It seemed almost yet another globular. Then, I observed B 629. It was even more difficult than smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band.
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 internet sex.