As I drove up the winding road to my secret observing location, I idly mused upon the morality of TAC 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 59 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 81. It appeared as Gollum. Next, I nudged my telescope to NGC 4300. It gave the appearance of a whale spouting. Next, I identified NGC 1303. It looked exactly like a nebula. With that checked off my list, I looked at B 491 in Pisces Austrinus. It seemed almost dancing elephants. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I showed some guests IC 2386. It was better than yet another globular. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I star-hopped to NGC 2264. It compared favorably with George W. Bush.
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 out under the stars with people you hate.