My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to my home observatory, I idly mused upon the study of astrology as I contemplated the past week of rain. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 52 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 60 in Sculptor. It was easy, just like the invisible man. Next, I checked off B 26. It was a dead ringer for the last six objects I'd seen. Next, I helped a beginner find Abell 60. It was as bright as a spitting cobra. Then, for a real challenge, I stumbled upon Abell 94. It took me back to the first time I saw a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I accidentally located IC 1834. It looked a bit like black pearls on flocked paper.

After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I jumped to M 86 in Draco. It took me back to the first time I saw its Hubble photograph. After that, I looked for and suspected NGC 3698. It shimmered, as if it were whispy tendrils of nebulosity. After that, I sought Abell 80. It sparkled like a glimmer of the Big Bang. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I went for NGC 3829. It gave the appearance of a swarm of bees.

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 phone sex.


    ...Akkana (with help from David North, Jane Houston Jones, and Bill Arnett) .

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