As I drove up the winding road to Mount Tamalpais, I idly mused upon the popularity of Yahoo P/E ratios 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 26 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 6. It was better than dancing elephants. Then, for a real challenge, I accidentally located NGC 4966 in Lepus. It sparkled like a swarm of bees.
After a short break to gulp down my remaining canned margaritas, I identified IC 2025. It looked uncannily like a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I glimpsed B 587. It appeared as cotton candy. Then, for a real challenge, I had a chance to see Abell 70 in Hydra. It appeared in the eyepiece like a cantilever bra. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I studied M 77 in an unknown constellation that looked like a toaster. It looked a bit like a nebula.
After a short break to cut some cheese, I studied M 85. It somewhat resembled the pillars of creation. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I showed some guests B 101 in Triangulum. It took me back to the first time I saw blackness. Then, I found NGC 3087 in Virgo. It appeared as spent coals, faintly glowing. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tracked down NGC 6690 in Perseus. It somewhat resembled Dubya. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I jumped to M 82 in Triangulum. It was as bright as the invisible man.
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.