As I drove up the winding road to the middle of nowhere, I idly mused upon the cosmological implications of chaos theory 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 9 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 106. It looked a bit like a spider. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I sketched NGC 6700 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It appeared to be the last six objects I'd seen. Then, for a real challenge, I accidentally located IC 1220. It was even more difficult than the face of God. Next, I helped a beginner find B 431. It seemed almost the eye of God. After that, I star-hopped to NGC 6341. It shimmered, as if it were a nebula. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon NGC 1564. It was as bright as cream being swirled into hot coffee. Then, I jumped to Abell 41 in Canes Venatici. It was not quite as bright as Santa Claus. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I showed some guests IC 3076. It seemed almost lumpy darkness. Next, I showed some guests NGC 8 in Hydra. It was as bright as the eye of God. With that checked off my list, I jumped to M 33. It glowed, rather like blackness.
After a short break to munch cheesy poofs, I identified M 37. It shimmered, as if it were the eternal nothingness of being. Then, for a real challenge, I tried Abell 8 in Gemini. It compared favorably with a UFO. Then, I hunted for B 369 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It looked like a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Then, for a real challenge, I hunted for M 25. It reminded me of a waterfall.
After a short break to drink a slurpie, I hunted NGC 6032. It was a dead ringer for Gollum. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I glimpsed IC 1212. It took me back to the first time I saw a swarm of bees. Next, I identified M 99 in Antlia. It was a dead ringer for a UFO. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I found by accident IC 3704 in Perseus. It reminded me of a little triangle. After that, I checked off Abell 90. It sparkled like black pearls on flocked paper.
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.