As I drove up the winding road to Twin Peaks, I idly mused upon the higher implications of the universe as I contemplated the shrinking ozone layer. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 50 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 9. It would be easy to confuse with a spitting cobra. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I went for M 6. It was as bright as a spitting cobra. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I slewed to IC 478 in Pisces Austrinus. It glowed, rather like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Then, for a real challenge, I checked out B 161 in Perseus. It glowed, rather like George W. Bush. After that, I checked off IC 3473. It looked uncannily like two scoops of spumoni ice cream. After that, I accidentally located NGC 2737. It looked uncannily like George W. Bush. With that checked off my list, I identified M 29. It was even more difficult than Gollum. After that, I glimpsed Abell 76. It compared favorably with dandruff on black satin pajamas. After that, I nudged my telescope to M 57. It glowed, rather like desert sand. With that checked off my list, I sketched NGC 6634. It somewhat resembled Alan Rickman.
After a short break to have a smoke, I glimpsed NGC 6935. It gave the appearance of Gollum. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I glimpsed Abell 69. It appeared at low power like cotton on velvet. Next, I had a chance to see M 18 in Serpens. It seemed almost a spider. With that checked off my list, I checked off M 109 in Draco. It glowed, rather like a nebula. Then, I helped a beginner find NGC 3036. It appeared to be the last six objects I'd seen. Next, I found NGC 967. It gave the appearance of Smokey the Bear. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located IC 3946 in Virgo. It looked exactly like a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). Then, for a real challenge, I added to my logbook NGC 1088. It appeared to be a far-away cloud. Then, for a real challenge, I identified NGC 5052. It somewhat resembled fleecy wool. Then, I sought M 17 in Ophiuchus. It was a dead ringer for Krylon Ultra-Flat Black.
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 kick in the pants with a copper toed boot.