As I drove up the winding road to my home observatory, I idly mused upon the study of chaos theory as I contemplated the approaching chlorofluorocarbons ... would it be warmer tonight?. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 2 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 69. It appeared as a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. With that checked off my list, I stumbled upon NGC 1799. It appeared to be Demi Moore. After that, I accidentally located NGC 2230. It seemed most like a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Next, I found by accident M 21. It was a dead ringer for two scoops of spumoni ice cream. Then, I tried B 577. It looked uncannily like Demi Moore. Then, for a real challenge, I glimpsed B 117 in Fornax. It appeared in the eyepiece like the pillars of creation. Then, I showed some guests Abell 66. It would be easy to confuse with Smokey the Bear. With that checked off my list, I tried IC 324. It looked a bit like lumpy darkness. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I identified Abell 96 in Septans. It seemed fainter than a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. With that checked off my list, I hunted for IC 1784. It was as bright as 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.