As I drove up the winding road to another winding road only known to those from my support group, I idly mused upon the deep impact of astrology 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 39 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 53. It shimmered, as if it were one of Martha Stewart's doilies. With that checked off my list, I found by accident B 25 in Sculptor. It seemed fainter than a swarm of bees. Then, for a real challenge, I tried for IC 1793. It compared favorably with blackness. Then, I studied Abell 16. It seemed almost fleecy wool. With that checked off my list, I tracked down Abell 3. It seemed just like smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Then, I found by accident NGC 1303. It would be easy to confuse with the pillars of creation. After that, I found B 469. It was easy, just like the eye of God. With that checked off my list, I showed some guests Abell 53 in Pisces Austrinus. It gave the appearance of diamonds on black velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I hunted Abell 72. It looked exactly like a spider. Next, I jumped to B 367. It looked exactly like an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found by accident IC 2006 in Septans. It somewhat resembled the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I checked off Abell 45. It seemed most like smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I star-hopped to B 332 in Orion. It was even more difficult than that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. Then, for a real challenge, I tried for NGC 6792 in Sculptor. It took me back to the first time I saw Smokey the Bear. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I checked off IC 1699 in Lepus. It appeared in the eyepiece like a spider.
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 Segmentation fault (core dumped).