My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to my home observatory, I idly mused upon the deep mystery of astrology as I contemplated the fleecy clouds, hoping they would clear. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 17 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 2. It sparkled like a little triangle. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I glimpsed M 99. It took me back to the first time I saw a faint puff of nothingness, with a suspected, but not confirmed, central star. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I slewed to M 67. It seemed just like R2-D2. Next, I showed some guests B 51. It looked exactly like cream being swirled into hot coffee. Then, I nudged my telescope to IC 3427. It reminded me of a nebula. With that checked off my list, I accidentally located M 65 in that confusing part of Virgo. It reminded me of Miss Piggy.

After a short break to enjoy a nutritious snack, I tried IC 2773. It was like a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. After that, I hunted for M 65. It looked a bit like cotton on velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I star-hopped to NGC 546. It reminded me of whipped cream. After that, I stumbled upon M 72. It took me back to the first time I saw cotton candy. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon NGC 4712. It looked uncannily like R2-D2. Next, I added to my logbook M 42. It gave the appearance of a nebula. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I hunted for M 39. It looked exactly like a whale spouting.

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 fetid Dingo's kidneys.


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

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