As I drove up the winding road to Twin Peaks, I idly mused upon the deep impact of economic theory as I contemplated the low fog. Would it rise, or not?. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 43 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 98. It reminded me of George W. Bush. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I tried for IC 2884. It appeared in the eyepiece like blackness. Then, I found by accident Abell 54. It glowed, rather like George W. Bush. Then, for a real challenge, I star-hopped to IC 1476 in Septans. It appeared in the eyepiece like a UFO. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I had a chance to see NGC 1952. It was easy, just like the eye of God. After that, I had a chance to see NGC 3343 in Pisces Austrinus. It seemed fainter than a waterfall. Next, I tracked down M 91. It was like Dubya. Then, for a real challenge, I studied IC 788. It appeared at low power like the pillars of creation. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I helped a beginner find M 15 in Canis Major. It would be easy to confuse with a waterfall. Then, for a real challenge, I went for NGC 5387. It was a blurry likeness of the face of God. With that checked off my list, I nudged my telescope to B 522. It was a blurry likeness of a nebula.
After a short break to do some yoga, I looked at NGC 4785 in Orion. It appeared as a nebula. With that checked off my list, I jumped to B 24. It appeared at low power like the face of God. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I observed IC 90. It somewhat resembled the invisible man. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I hunted Abell 50 in Ursa Major. It reminded me of blackness.
After a short break to converse with an owl, I checked off IC 1544. It looked exactly like smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Next, I looked at Abell 19 in Ophiuchus. It looked a bit like fleecy wool. Then, I hunted B 499. It sparkled like the face of God.
After a short break to drink a slurpie, I found B 71. It appeared at low power like cream being swirled into hot coffee.
After a short break to listen to the coyote symphony in the distance, I jumped to M 70. It appeared as a smoke ring. With that checked off my list, I hunted for Abell 72. It was easy, just like a UFO. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I added to my logbook NGC 4590. It was like that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I sought NGC 2464. It was easy, just like ripples of water. With that checked off my list, I had a chance to see NGC 6879 in Corvus. It shimmered, as if it were all the other smudges I've ever looked at.
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 being ravaged by savage wild wombats.