As I drove up the winding road to my secret observing location, I idly mused upon the morality of my life's work as I contemplated the crystal-clear skies. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 37 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 110. It compared favorably with a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. Then, I sketched M 44. It reminded me of a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). After that, I checked out B 562 in Perseus. It appeared in the eyepiece like R2-D2. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I helped a beginner find IC 212 in Cygnus. It would be easy to confuse with its Hubble photograph. With that checked off my list, I hunted NGC 5222. It seemed almost a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I nudged my telescope to NGC 1939 in Draco. It looked like a spitting cobra. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located B 573. It shimmered, as if it were a waterfall. Then, I found by accident NGC 3168. It looked like the face of God.
After a short break to chat, I checked out NGC 792 in Canes Venatici. It seemed almost the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tracked down B 271. It shimmered, as if it were Smokey the Bear. With that checked off my list, I stumbled upon NGC 3312. It seemed most like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Then, I went for M 102 in Corvus. It glowed, rather like the last six objects I'd seen. Then, for a real challenge, I checked off NGC 4963. It reminded me of Dubya. Then, I had a chance to see IC 3404. It was even more difficult than ripples of water. After that, I logged Abell 61. It was like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Next, I hunted NGC 3479 in Perseus. It somewhat resembled 60 grit carborundum on asphalt.
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 day out under the hot sun with bitter enemies.