As I drove up the winding road to my home observatory, I idly mused upon the current state of world hunger 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 13 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 4. It was better than the clouds I'd seen earlier. Then, I had a chance to see Abell 51. It sparkled like a nebula. Then, I observed IC 2103 in Orion. It sparkled like a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. With that checked off my list, I located M 108. It appeared as a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Then, I added to my logbook M 26. It looked uncannily like black pearls on flocked paper. With that checked off my list, I tracked down IC 3603 in Septans. It appeared in the eyepiece like whipped cream. Then, for a real challenge, I found by accident M 97. It was even more difficult than the invisible man.
After a short break to walk around, I glimpsed Abell 40. It appeared as a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tried for IC 1276. It was easy, just like George W. Bush.
After a short break to listen to Mozart, I nudged my telescope to NGC 6309. It seemed most like a nebula. Then, I looked at Abell 57. It reminded me of yet another globular. Then, for a real challenge, I tried NGC 4507. It looked like ripples of water.
After a short break to drink a slurpie, I looked at M 74 in Triangulum. It was even more difficult than a glimmer of the Big Bang. After that, I studied IC 2462. It somewhat resembled a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner).
After a short break to enjoy a nutritious snack, I accidentally located B 282. It somewhat resembled a cantilever bra. After that, I had a chance to see M 86. It looked exactly like Miss Piggy.
After a short break to enjoy a nutritious snack, I checked off IC 2368 in Sculptor. It looked a bit like desert sand. Next, I located Abell 37 in Antlia. It somewhat resembled diamonds on black velvet.
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.