As I drove up the winding road to the middle of nowhere, I idly mused upon the morality of chaos theory as I contemplated the approaching back of the front... would seeing and transparancy improve soon?. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 2 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 93. It seemed almost the invisible man. After that, I had a chance to see M 48 in Cygnus. It was even more difficult than nothing I'd ever seen before. Then, for a real challenge, I hunted for IC 969. It looked exactly like a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness.
After a short break to empty my output buffers, I logged M 66. It seemed just like the invisible man. After that, I went for M 66. It reminded me of fleecy wool. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I glimpsed NGC 1735. It appeared to be dandruff on black satin pajamas. With that checked off my list, I located B 29. It appeared to be a little triangle. After that, I stumbled upon B 140. It looked uncannily like a little triangle. Then, I jumped to B 514. It shimmered, as if it were 60 grit carborundum on asphalt. With that checked off my list, I hunted for M 96. It was easy, just like cotton candy. With that checked off my list, I hunted M 75. It gave the appearance of a far-away cloud.
After a short break to warm up in the car, I glimpsed NGC 4779. It was easy, just like R2-D2. Next, I hunted Abell 6. It glowed, rather like cotton on velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I looked for and suspected B 172. It seemed just like Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. Next, I added to my logbook Abell 36. It appeared to be spent coals, faintly glowing. Then, I slewed to NGC 6692. It was better than the face of God. Then, for a real challenge, I studied IC 1493. It was like cotton candy. After that, I went for IC 2623. It was better than Dubya. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I sketched M 66. It was easy, just like a nebula.
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 a root canal.