As I drove up the winding road to my driveway, I idly mused upon the morality of my 401K 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 32 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 3. It shimmered, as if it were ripples of water. After that, I studied NGC 690. It looked exactly like a smoke ring. With that checked off my list, I sketched B 344. It was not quite as bright as diamonds on black velvet. After that, I sketched NGC 2091 in Canes Venatici. It looked uncannily like George W. Bush. Next, I logged IC 127 in Lepus. It looked uncannily like George W. Bush. After that, I looked at Abell 63 in Scorpius. It was even more difficult than a nebula.
After a short break to listen to Mozart, I checked off IC 1390 in the western sky. It sparkled like a cantilever bra. Then, I hunted for Abell 93. It looked a bit like the face of God.
After a short break to listen to Mozart, I tried IC 1552. It reminded me of lumpy darkness. After that, I found B 218 in Ursa Minor. It looked a bit like Gollum. With that checked off my list, I slewed to IC 3081. It appeared to be a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Then, for a real challenge, I glimpsed IC 1635. It seemed almost a little triangle. Then, I added to my logbook IC 1355. It took me back to the first time I saw George W. Bush.
After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I sketched B 152. It seemed just like an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Then, for a real challenge, I star-hopped to Abell 96. It looked a bit like Santa Claus. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I studied M 10. It was even more difficult than a UFO. With that checked off my list, I tried NGC 6255. It was a blurry likeness of the eternal nothingness of being. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I looked for and suspected M 53. It appeared as black pearls on flocked paper. Next, I tried IC 2729 in Septans. It seemed just like a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. Then, for a real challenge, I showed some guests IC 806. It looked exactly like smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Next, I added to my logbook IC 2512 in Camelopardalis. It was better than Miss Piggy. After that, I stumbled upon M 42. It looked like a whale spouting. After that, I hunted for M 48 in Lepus. It appeared in the eyepiece like a cantilever bra. Then, for a real challenge, I glimpsed M 57. It somewhat resembled a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness.
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.