My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to another winding road only known to those from my support group, I idly mused upon the subtle meaning of world hunger as I contemplated the threat posed by global warming. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 0 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 58. It would be easy to confuse with blackness. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located M 59 in Corvus. It appeared at low power like the clouds I'd seen earlier. Next, I found by accident M 86. It would be easy to confuse with that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. Next, I went for NGC 5798. It seemed just like a faint puff of nothingness, with a suspected, but not confirmed, central star. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I tried NGC 299 in Antlia. It appeared as cream being swirled into hot coffee. Then, I tracked down M 82. It was like a spitting cobra. With that checked off my list, I nudged my telescope to IC 3411. It appeared in the eyepiece like cream being swirled into hot coffee. Then, I tracked down B 59 in Camelopardalis. It was not quite as bright as a spider. With that checked off my list, I logged IC 454. It looked exactly like Dubya. After that, I jumped to B 207. It was a blurry likeness of lumpy darkness. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I star-hopped to Abell 51. It glowed, rather like desert sand. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I logged IC 527. It seemed most like yet another globular. After that, I sought B 62 in Lynx. It was a dead ringer for all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I identified NGC 6894 in Ophiuchus. It reminded me of Gollum. Then, for a real challenge, I identified Abell 36. It shimmered, as if it were a smoke ring.

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 Beowulf in Old English.


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

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