As I drove up the winding road to the Peak, I idly mused upon the popularity of AP Refractors as I contemplated the El Nino weather patterns. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 19 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 91 in Hydra. It appeared in the eyepiece like Gollum. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I hunted IC 1047 in Septans. It looked exactly like nothing I'd ever seen before. With that checked off my list, I located IC 1155. It seemed fainter than a glimmer of the Big Bang. Then, for a real challenge, I found B 464. It reminded me of whispy tendrils of nebulosity. With that checked off my list, I looked for and suspected M 75 in Sculptor. It looked like a glimmer of the Big Bang. Then, for a real challenge, I found by accident NGC 45 in Fornax. It reminded me of the face of God. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I sketched Abell 98. It took me back to the first time I saw Alan Rickman. Next, I hunted NGC 715 in Canis Major. It would be easy to confuse with cotton candy. Next, I added to my logbook B 620. It was easy, just like spent coals, faintly glowing. With that checked off my list, I checked out Abell 21. It gave the appearance of cotton on velvet. With that checked off my list, I added to my logbook B 488. It was like cotton on velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I slewed to B 412. It looked a bit like diamonds on black velvet.
After a short break to listen to Mozart, I checked out Abell 47. It was easy, just like Santa Claus. Next, I found NGC 3323 in Perseus. It would be easy to confuse with the face of God. Then, I tracked down B 541. It seemed just like a waterfall. After that, I stumbled upon NGC 1063. It seemed almost spent coals, faintly glowing. Next, I looked for and suspected B 319. It was easy, just like George W. Bush. Next, I sought NGC 4139. It compared favorably with smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band.
After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I helped a beginner find IC 2630. It was a dead ringer for black pearls on flocked paper. Then, for a real challenge, I stumbled upon Abell 85. It was a blurry likeness of R2-D2. Next, I found M 79 in an unknown constellation that looked like a toaster. It seemed just like a cantilever bra. After that, I found by accident M 31 in Canes Venatici. It looked uncannily like blackness.
After a short break to empty my output buffers, I went for B 376. It looked exactly like cotton on velvet.
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 Segmentation fault (core dumped).