As I drove up the winding road to Pacheco, I idly mused upon the subtle beauty of cosmology 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 44 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 30. It somewhat resembled that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I slewed to IC 1820 in Corvus. It was not quite as bright as Dubya. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I nudged my telescope to IC 2654. It seemed fainter than the pillars of creation. With that checked off my list, I hunted B 366. It looked like a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). Then, for a real challenge, I hunted for B 265. It shimmered, as if it were a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I stumbled upon B 307. It appeared in the eyepiece like cotton candy. Next, I stumbled upon Abell 34 in the western sky. It was like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Then, for a real challenge, I nudged my telescope to M 56. It sparkled like the eternal nothingness of being. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I tried for IC 1208 in Canis Major. It appeared in the eyepiece like dancing elephants. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I found by accident Abell 68. It was not quite as bright as a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. After that, I checked off IC 3876. It appeared to be cotton on velvet. Next, I showed some guests Abell 27. It reminded me of the face of God.
After a short break to have a smoke, I stumbled upon Abell 30 in Ursa Major. It looked a bit like Gollum. Then, I checked off Abell 7. It looked like Dubya. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I looked for and suspected M 29. It seemed almost Demi Moore. Then, for a real challenge, I checked out Abell 53 in Virgo. It compared favorably with Dubya. After that, I sketched B 492. It seemed just like dandruff on black satin pajamas.
After a short break to cut some cheese, I showed some guests IC 2366. It seemed fainter than Alan Rickman. Then, for a real challenge, I nudged my telescope to B 158. It looked exactly like a smoke ring. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I found by accident B 512 in Triangulum. It looked exactly like diamonds on light grey velvet. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I tracked down IC 1416. It appeared as yet another globular. With that checked off my list, I had a chance to see NGC 3814. It looked uncannily like fleecy wool. With that checked off my list, I sought Abell 59 in Draco. It gave the appearance of the eternal nothingness of being. After that, I hunted for B 385. It reminded me of Smokey the Bear.
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 sex.