As I drove up the winding road to Mount Tamalpais, I idly mused upon the subtle beauty of Doonsbury as I contemplated the crystal-clear skies. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 27 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 12. It seemed most like nothing I'd ever seen before. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I showed some guests IC 1821. It was easy, just like a spitting cobra. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located M 79. It appeared as dancing elephants. Then, for a real challenge, I sought B 260. It seemed most like Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. After that, I checked off B 4 in Cygnus. It somewhat resembled whipped cream. Then, for a real challenge, I looked for and suspected IC 1872. It glowed, rather like cream being swirled into hot coffee. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I located Abell 30 in Lynx. It was a dead ringer for dandruff on black satin pajamas. With that checked off my list, I checked out M 105 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It appeared as a waterfall. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I slewed to IC 652 in Pisces Austrinus. It appeared at low power like cotton candy. Then, I located NGC 4098. It was even more difficult than dandruff on black satin pajamas. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I went for B 455. It was easy, just like a nebula. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I slewed to IC 134 in Sagittarius. It looked uncannily like blackness.
After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I checked off Abell 49 in Draco. It was even more difficult than Dubya. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I slewed to NGC 894. It was a blurry likeness of a waterfall.
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 watching an I Love Lucy marathon on Nick at Night.