My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to the middle of nowhere, I idly mused upon the inner workings of the universe 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 73 in Corvus. It looked like a little triangle. Then, I studied Abell 49 in the western sky. It reminded me of dancing elephants. With that checked off my list, I added to my logbook IC 427 in Orion. It appeared to be Demi Moore. After that, I tried Abell 80. It was even more difficult than the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. Then, I sought Abell 89. It appeared as the exhaust from a diesel Suburban.

After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I found by accident IC 2234 in Scutum. It compared favorably with cotton on velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I checked out NGC 3655. It was not quite as bright as Miss Piggy. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I observed Abell 55. It looked like Dubya. Then, for a real challenge, I accidentally located B 6 in an unknown constellation that looked like a toaster. It seemed just like Dubya. Then, I showed some guests M 72. It seemed just like a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). Then, I found NGC 37. It shimmered, as if it were a little triangle. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I found B 77 in Sagittarius. It was like desert sand. With that checked off my list, I located Abell 97. It sparkled like a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. After that, I nudged my telescope to B 470. It seemed just like a cantilever bra.

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 reading observing reports.


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

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