As I drove up the winding road to Dinosaur Point, I idly mused upon the impact upon modern astronomy of television as I contemplated the La Nina conditions. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 31 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 67. It seemed just like that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. Then, for a real challenge, I nudged my telescope to B 370. It compared favorably with the pillars of creation. Next, I showed some guests Abell 95. It was a blurry likeness of a UFO. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found B 216. It gave the appearance of dandruff on black satin pajamas. After that, I nudged my telescope to Abell 19. It was a blurry likeness of whipped cream. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I studied Abell 18. It would be easy to confuse with a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I helped a beginner find M 11. It somewhat resembled the pillars of creation. Then, for a real challenge, I identified IC 2416 in Virgo. It was better than a cantilever bra. Next, I glimpsed B 281. It seemed just like diamonds on light grey velvet. With that checked off my list, I hunted for NGC 237. It reminded me of a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. With that checked off my list, I accidentally located Abell 16. It was like Alan Rickman. Next, I checked off Abell 43. It seemed fainter than Dubya. After that, I had a chance to see Abell 3 in Lyra. It was a blurry likeness of a far-away cloud. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I hunted for M 23 in Camelopardalis. It looked uncannily like a Black Rider hunting for Frodo. With that checked off my list, I looked for and suspected IC 383 in Serpens. It sparkled like lumpy darkness.
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).