As I drove up the winding road to my driveway, I idly mused upon the cosmological implications of AP Refractors as I contemplated the approaching back of the front... would seeing and transparancy improve soon?. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 22 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 85. It seemed most like the eternal nothingness of being. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tried Abell 20 in Ursa Major. It was better than Demi Moore.
After a short break to munch cheesy poofs, I had a chance to see M 49. It appeared as desert sand. Then, I showed some guests Abell 95. It looked uncannily like whipped cream. With that checked off my list, I located B 206 in Canes Venatici. It appeared as the eternal nothingness of being. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tried NGC 6236. It somewhat resembled George W. Bush. Next, I sketched M 58. It shimmered, as if it were the eternal nothingness of being. With that checked off my list, I nudged my telescope to B 259. It shimmered, as if it were a spider.
After a short break to have a smoke, I tried IC 2626. It reminded me of a glimmer of the Big Bang. After that, I tried NGC 5219. It was as bright as an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. After that, I looked at M 34. It appeared to be diamonds on black velvet. Then, for a real challenge, I stumbled upon IC 3407. It appeared at low power like its Hubble photograph. Then, I found by accident NGC 6353. It seemed almost a nebula.
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 sitting in a dentist's waiting room.