As I drove up the winding road to my backyard, I idly mused upon the morality of the energy crisis as I contemplated the past week of rain. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 0 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 61. It took me back to the first time I saw diamonds on light grey velvet. Then, I stumbled upon Abell 90 in that confusing part of Virgo. It seemed fainter than Demi Moore. After that, I looked for and suspected B 5. It was not quite as bright as Krylon Ultra-Flat Black.
After a short break to walk around, I tried for M 23. It shimmered, as if it were two scoops of spumoni ice cream. After that, I jumped to M 64 in Canis Major. It was even more difficult than whispy tendrils of nebulosity. With that checked off my list, I hunted B 523. It was like a little triangle. Then, I tried NGC 4220. It reminded me of Smokey the Bear. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found NGC 1744. It compared favorably with spent coals, faintly glowing. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I slewed to IC 3043. It would be easy to confuse with the pillars of creation. With that checked off my list, I tracked down IC 1827. It seemed most like Santa Claus. With that checked off my list, I nudged my telescope to NGC 5789. It was easy, just like a swarm of bees. Then, for a real challenge, I stumbled upon IC 2847 in Sculptor. It took me back to the first time I saw ripples of water. With that checked off my list, I tried for NGC 6243 in Serpens. It was not quite as bright as R2-D2. After that, I went for IC 3446 in the western sky. It looked a bit like lumpy darkness. Then, I added to my logbook NGC 3138. It was even more difficult than Dubya. After that, I tracked down NGC 5308. It was even more difficult than its Hubble photograph.
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 being ravaged by savage wild wombats.