As I drove up the winding road to my secret observing location, I idly mused upon the current implications of cosmology as I contemplated the threat posed by global warming. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 41 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 90. It looked uncannily like diamonds on light grey velvet. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I sketched IC 2213. It took me back to the first time I saw a spider. After that, I helped a beginner find M 51 in Sculptor. It was a blurry likeness of black pearls on flocked paper. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I hunted IC 712. It looked a bit like the eye of God. After that, I slewed to NGC 1069 in Lyra. It appeared in the eyepiece like cotton on velvet. Next, I had a chance to see B 3. It was even more difficult than the last six objects I'd seen. Next, I went for IC 1118. It reminded me of fleecy wool. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I stumbled upon NGC 161. It somewhat resembled Dubya.
After a short break to converse with an owl, I sketched Abell 73. It looked like diamonds on light grey velvet. Next, I slewed to B 225. It seemed almost a whale spouting. After that, I nudged my telescope to M 59 in Antlia. It was better than dandruff on black satin pajamas. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I hunted Abell 59. It was not quite as bright as Dubya. Next, I sketched NGC 465 in Cygnus. It was not quite as bright as the eye of God. Then, for a real challenge, I glimpsed Abell 48. It reminded me of a UFO. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I logged NGC 5700. It appeared at low power like two scoops of spumoni ice cream. Then, for a real challenge, I looked at IC 871. It looked exactly like the invisible man. Then, I helped a beginner find B 258. It appeared as one of Martha Stewart's doilies. Then, I checked off NGC 1366 in Orion. It was like a spider. After that, I sought NGC 2797. It was a blurry likeness of the clouds I'd seen earlier. Then, for a real challenge, I identified M 64 in Fornax. It compared favorably with R2-D2.
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 sex.