As I drove up the winding road to Pacheco, I idly mused upon the study of my 401K as I contemplated the ominous thunderheads on the horizon. 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 70. It appeared to be desert sand. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I jumped to B 325 in Gemini. It somewhat resembled two scoops of spumoni ice cream. After that, I sought IC 2052 in Serpens. It was like a cantilever bra. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located B 157 in Lyra. It was better than a whale spouting. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I added to my logbook Abell 58 in Lepus. It appeared as Miss Piggy.
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 stacking 400 Mars images by hand.