As I drove up the winding road to Henry Coe State Park, I idly mused upon the deep mystery 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 26 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 17. It was better than Alan Rickman. Then, I went for NGC 3697 in Scutum. It appeared as the eye of God. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I checked off M 42. It seemed fainter than Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. Then, for a real challenge, I sketched B 422 in Camelopardalis. It glowed, rather like a waterfall. Next, I logged M 86. It glowed, rather like cotton candy. Then, for a real challenge, I glimpsed B 142 in Canes Venatici. It would be easy to confuse with blackness. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I jumped to B 483 in that confusing part of Virgo. It seemed most like a waterfall.
After a short break to listen to the coyote symphony in the distance, I slewed to NGC 3418 in Triangulum. It gave the appearance of dandruff on black satin pajamas.
After a short break to munch cheesy poofs, I went for B 427. It looked uncannily like the eye of God. Then, for a real challenge, I checked out IC 3441. It was as bright as cotton candy. Then, for a real challenge, I tried NGC 4088. It was even more difficult than a little triangle. Next, I showed some guests IC 770 in Septans. It seemed just like the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. With that checked off my list, I studied B 363. It gave the appearance of ripples of water. Then, I tried for M 37. It was a blurry likeness of a glimmer of the Big Bang. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon B 189. It glowed, rather like R2-D2. With that checked off my list, I checked off B 462. It was even more difficult than the invisible man. Then, I checked off NGC 6160. It was a blurry likeness of a waterfall.
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 Segmentation fault (core dumped).