As I drove up the winding road to the Peak, I idly mused upon the study of Dilbert 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 42 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 8. It looked like Alan Rickman. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I located IC 1303 in Septans. It sparkled like a faint puff of nothingness, with a suspected, but not confirmed, central star. After that, I stumbled upon M 80 in Gemini. It appeared as a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). After that, I sought B 96 in Sagittarius. It looked like yet another globular. Next, I looked for and suspected IC 1617. It looked a bit like a faint puff of nothingness, with a suspected, but not confirmed, central star. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I studied IC 1813. It reminded me of the eternal nothingness of being. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tried B 522. It would be easy to confuse with spent coals, faintly glowing. Then, I nudged my telescope to NGC 1175. It was a blurry likeness of a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. With that checked off my list, I looked at B 571. It looked uncannily like cotton on velvet. Next, I looked for and suspected M 84 in Canis Major. It appeared as yet another globular. After that, I had a chance to see Abell 63. It looked exactly like a cantilever bra.
After a short break to munch cheesy poofs, I observed IC 3573. It seemed almost a nebula. Then, I nudged my telescope to IC 814 in Scorpius. It looked a bit like the invisible man. Then, for a real challenge, I found Abell 45. It would be easy to confuse with 60 grit carborundum on asphalt. Next, I checked off IC 705. It was a dead ringer for yet another globular. After that, I nudged my telescope to Abell 66. It was easy, just like a UFO. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon NGC 856. It was as bright as desert sand. Then, I located NGC 2674. It seemed most like Demi Moore. With that checked off my list, I checked out B 513 in Scorpius. It looked exactly like Smokey the Bear. With that checked off my list, I logged B 366 in Orion. It reminded me of a spider. Then, for a real challenge, I sketched NGC 4411. It glowed, rather like two scoops of spumoni ice cream.
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 night out under the stars with people you hate.