My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to Sierra Buttes, I idly mused upon the deep mystery of the internet 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 50 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 20. It was easy, just like yet another globular. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I glimpsed NGC 1710. It would be easy to confuse with a far-away cloud. Then, for a real challenge, I looked at M 92. It was even more difficult than George W. Bush. Then, for a real challenge, I checked off M 93. It was better than the face of God. With that checked off my list, I found B 483. It seemed most like cotton candy. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon M 58. It was a dead ringer for a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). Next, I slewed to IC 2333. It was not quite as bright as lumpy darkness. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I logged NGC 4796 in Scorpius. It seemed fainter than an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane.

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 fetid Dingo's kidneys.


    ...Akkana (with help from David North, Jane Houston Jones, and Bill Arnett) .

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