As I drove up the winding road to Pacheco, I idly mused upon the inner workings of the human spirit 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 12 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 75. It looked uncannily like a swarm of bees. Then, I identified NGC 2451 in Ursa Minor. It seemed almost a spider. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I found B 557 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It was better than the last six objects I'd seen. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I showed some guests NGC 2620 in Sagittarius. It compared favorably with whipped cream. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I jumped to NGC 3168. It seemed just like the invisible man. After that, I observed NGC 4757. It appeared to be a swarm of bees. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I glimpsed M 92 in that confusing part of Virgo. It was better than a UFO. After that, I stumbled upon IC 1608. It seemed just like ripples of water. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tracked down Abell 8. It reminded me of lumpy darkness. Next, I star-hopped to M 25. It appeared as a far-away cloud. Then, I found B 186 in Pisces Austrinus. It reminded me of a smoke ring. With that checked off my list, I looked at IC 1759. It appeared at low power like the eye of God.
After a short break to gulp down my remaining canned margaritas, I located B 355 in Cygnus. It seemed almost an inflamed monkey butt. Then, I checked off B 489. It seemed fainter than blackness. Then, I slewed to NGC 2525. It looked a bit like a whale spouting.
After a short break to listen to the coyote symphony in the distance, I glimpsed B 113. It sparkled like cotton candy.
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 hot poker rammed up your nose.