As I drove up the winding road to my backyard, I idly mused upon the popularity of the internet as I contemplated the fleecy clouds, hoping they would clear. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 39 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 69. It seemed just like diamonds on black velvet. With that checked off my list, I tracked down M 94. It appeared in the eyepiece like dancing elephants. Then, I tried for NGC 600. It was a blurry likeness of Santa Claus. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon M 39. It was not quite as bright as the eye of God. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I identified IC 2629. It sparkled like desert sand. With that checked off my list, I tried M 26 in Corvus. It was not quite as bright as whipped cream. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I logged M 72. It would be easy to confuse with diamonds on light grey velvet. Next, I star-hopped to NGC 4151. It gave the appearance of cotton candy. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I sought IC 2982. It was like a UFO. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I glimpsed B 624. It appeared in the eyepiece like the eye of God.
After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I identified M 11. It was as bright as spent coals, faintly glowing. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I tried for NGC 5642. It took me back to the first time I saw whipped cream. Then, I sought IC 1424 in Sagittarius. It sparkled like dancing elephants. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I studied NGC 4828. It was even more difficult than Miss Piggy. With that checked off my list, I located M 55 in the western sky. It reminded me of dancing elephants. With that checked off my list, I looked at NGC 5051 in Orion. It was a blurry likeness of an inflamed monkey butt. Next, I star-hopped to Abell 35 in Orion. It was easy, just like diamonds on black velvet. Then, I found Abell 15 in Septans. It seemed almost lumpy darkness. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I star-hopped to NGC 675. It appeared to be a nebula.
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.