My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to Devastated Area, I idly mused upon the subtle beauty of the internet as I contemplated the night's aurora display. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 35 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 50. It was a blurry likeness of whipped cream. Then, I looked for and suspected B 451. It would be easy to confuse with the last six objects I'd seen. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tried for B 21. It was like Miss Piggy.

After a short break to warm up in the car, I sketched Abell 88 in Draco. It appeared as the last six objects I'd seen. Next, I looked for and suspected Abell 79 in Triangulum. It shimmered, as if it were a spitting cobra. After that, I located Abell 25 in Virgo. It appeared to be whipped cream. Then, for a real challenge, I jumped to M 90. It reminded me of a spider. Then, for a real challenge, I found by accident M 58 in Draco. It looked uncannily like a far-away cloud. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I nudged my telescope to B 248. It took me back to the first time I saw Krylon Ultra-Flat Black.

After a short break to munch cheesy poofs, I found by accident NGC 4196. It would be easy to confuse with Santa Claus. After that, I checked out M 28 in Septans. It was a dead ringer for cream being swirled into hot coffee. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tried IC 414. It reminded me of the face of God. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I helped a beginner find B 368. It glowed, rather like ripples of water.

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 listening to the Monkees Box Set.


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

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