As I drove up the winding road to my backyard, I idly mused upon the inner workings of AP Refractors 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 43 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 21. It somewhat resembled Dubya. Then, for a real challenge, I sketched B 599. It gave the appearance of dandruff on black satin pajamas. Next, I stumbled upon NGC 4405. It gave the appearance of nothing I'd ever seen before. Then, for a real challenge, I had a chance to see NGC 3006. It was easy, just like a little triangle.
After a short break to listen to the coyote symphony in the distance, I found by accident M 55. It was better than nothing I'd ever seen before. Then, I identified B 353. It was like Smokey the Bear. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I went for Abell 49. It was easy, just like a far-away cloud. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I star-hopped to M 54. It appeared as nothing I'd ever seen before.
After a short break to drink a slurpie, I hunted for M 110. It took me back to the first time I saw cream being swirled into hot coffee. Then, I located Abell 99. It seemed fainter than an inflamed monkey butt.
After a short break to have a smoke, I had a chance to see Abell 66. It was even more difficult than cotton on velvet. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found by accident NGC 3509. It seemed just like Demi Moore. Then, I logged IC 1341 in Perseus. It glowed, rather like a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Then, I went for Abell 65. It compared favorably with George W. Bush. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I added to my logbook NGC 1487. It looked uncannily like R2-D2. Then, for a real challenge, I tried IC 1614. It shimmered, as if it were a glimmer of the Big Bang. With that checked off my list, I sought Abell 52. It looked like dandruff on black satin pajamas. With that checked off my list, I helped a beginner find IC 3450. It was even more difficult than a whale spouting. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located B 391. It looked uncannily like cotton candy. After that, I glimpsed Abell 22. It seemed almost Demi Moore. Next, I looked for and suspected NGC 5761 in Triangulum. It was not quite as bright as Dubya.
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 taking an elevator during a Stage 3 alert.