As I drove up the winding road to my secret observing location, I idly mused upon the morality of the energy crisis as I contemplated the approaching chlorofluorocarbons ... would it be warmer tonight?. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 57 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 60. It took me back to the first time I saw Santa Claus. Then, for a real challenge, I slewed to NGC 6890 in Virgo. It reminded me of a spitting cobra. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located Abell 69. It would be easy to confuse with a smoke ring. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I identified NGC 5372 in Serpens. It would be easy to confuse with diamonds on black velvet.
After a short break to warm up in the car, I looked for and suspected B 551. It somewhat resembled the pillars of creation.
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 a 24-hour 007 marathon.