As I drove up the winding road to another winding road only known to those from my support group, I idly mused upon the subtle meaning of Plato's Republic as I contemplated the shrinking ozone layer. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 38 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 47. It appeared to be nothing I'd ever seen before. With that checked off my list, I sought IC 2903. It looked a bit like dancing elephants. Then, for a real challenge, I sketched IC 2208. It was like a nebula. After that, I glimpsed M 78 in Perseus. It glowed, rather like Santa Claus. Next, I found NGC 2843 in Ursa Major. It would be easy to confuse with a spider. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I had a chance to see M 95. It appeared to be cotton candy. Next, I found by accident IC 2155. It looked uncannily like the invisible man. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I added to my logbook IC 2910. It was better than Smokey the Bear. Next, I checked out M 71. It was easy, just like an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Then, for a real challenge, I stumbled upon NGC 6925. It seemed most like desert sand. Then, for a real challenge, I tried B 553 in Scorpius. It seemed most like the face of God. Next, I jumped to B 24. It seemed just like a nebula. After that, I sketched Abell 91. It took me back to the first time I saw diamonds on black velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I glimpsed Abell 5. It somewhat resembled a little triangle. Then, for a real challenge, I accidentally located B 65. It sparkled like the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. After that, I went for M 90. It somewhat resembled R2-D2. Next, I tried for Abell 86. It seemed almost cotton candy. With that checked off my list, I found by accident NGC 715. It was better than a far-away cloud. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I went for Abell 1. It was a dead ringer for a whale spouting. After that, I added to my logbook NGC 5715 in Fornax. It sparkled like Smokey the Bear. Next, I observed M 36 in Cygnus. It reminded me of Dubya. Then, I nudged my telescope to B 121 in Fornax. It looked exactly like yet another globular. Then, I went for Abell 43. It was not quite as bright as 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 night out under the stars with people you hate.