As I drove up the winding road to Devastated Area, I idly mused upon the deep impact of my life's work 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 4 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 27. It somewhat resembled blackness. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I logged M 106 in Draco. It took me back to the first time I saw two scoops of spumoni ice cream. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I looked at Abell 4. It would be easy to confuse with Gollum. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I looked for and suspected IC 2714. It reminded me of a spider.
After a short break to gulp down my remaining canned margaritas, I identified IC 3185 in Canis Major. It was like Gollum.
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 ebola.