As I drove up the winding road to Twin Peaks, I idly mused upon the socioeconomic impact of economic theory as I contemplated the approaching chlorofluorocarbons ... would it be warmer tonight?. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 57 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 51. It looked exactly like whispy tendrils of nebulosity.
After a short break to drink a slurpie, I stumbled upon NGC 2967. It looked uncannily like a cantilever bra.
After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I hunted for NGC 4825. It was not quite as bright as a spider. Then, I added to my logbook IC 1628. It was easy, just like 60 grit carborundum on asphalt. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I accidentally located B 471. It somewhat resembled cotton on velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I located NGC 5603. It was like a cantilever bra. Then, for a real challenge, I checked out NGC 3829. It looked uncannily like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Then, I studied IC 616. It seemed fainter than yet another globular. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I checked out B 187. It was as bright as a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. After that, I helped a beginner find NGC 5251. It looked like two scoops of spumoni ice cream. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I hunted for B 196. It looked exactly like R2-D2. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I hunted IC 1082. It glowed, rather like that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. Next, I tracked down M 68. It appeared to be black pearls on flocked paper. After that, I nudged my telescope to NGC 6986. It was a blurry likeness of all the other smudges I've ever looked at. With that checked off my list, I observed IC 2535. It looked uncannily like Santa Claus. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I tried for M 62 in Septans. It somewhat resembled a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner).
After a short break to empty my output buffers, I located NGC 4748 in Serpens. It was a dead ringer for black pearls on flocked paper.
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 stale peeps.