As I drove up the winding road to Twin Peaks, I idly mused upon the inner workings of Plato's Republic as I contemplated the threat posed by global warming. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 52 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 7 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It sparkled like Smokey the Bear. Then, for a real challenge, I accidentally located M 88 in Scorpius. It reminded me of nothing I'd ever seen before. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I sought M 102. It was a dead ringer for the clouds I'd seen earlier. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tried for M 17 in the western sky. It was even more difficult than dandruff on black satin pajamas. Next, I looked for and suspected B 7. It reminded me of Smokey the Bear. Then, for a real challenge, I looked at B 74. It seemed fainter than the eye of God. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I hunted for B 273 in Ursa Minor. It was a blurry likeness of a UFO. Then, I checked out Abell 19 in Corvus. It somewhat resembled the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. Then, for a real challenge, I slewed to B 501. It looked a bit like whipped cream. Then, I jumped to NGC 2940. It took me back to the first time I saw a spitting cobra. With that checked off my list, I hunted for B 117. It appeared to be the invisible man. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I checked off B 522 in Corvus. It seemed just like a far-away cloud. With that checked off my list, I nudged my telescope to Abell 64. It glowed, rather like its Hubble photograph. Next, I checked out M 30 in Camelopardalis. It reminded me of the invisible man.
After a short break to have a smoke, I looked for and suspected Abell 4. It was not quite as bright as all the other smudges I've ever looked at. After that, I logged Abell 3 in Scutum. It seemed fainter than yet another globular. After that, I hunted B 332. It was better than a cantilever bra. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I added to my logbook M 12. It looked like a glimmer of the Big Bang. Then, I logged Abell 80. It seemed just like a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. Then, I observed IC 607 in Scutum. It shimmered, as if it were cotton candy. With that checked off my list, I sought IC 3400. It was better than the last six objects I'd seen. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon M 108. It gave the appearance of a UFO. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I sketched B 322. It was as bright as all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I logged Abell 83 in Pisces Austrinus. It shimmered, as if it were a smoke ring.
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 reading observing reports.