My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to my home observatory, I idly mused upon the popularity of my 401K 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 17 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 25 in Camelopardalis. It seemed fainter than the face of God. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I logged M 9. It took me back to the first time I saw a glimmer of the Big Bang. Then, I observed B 646. It appeared as cotton candy.

After a short break to empty my output buffers, I studied Abell 49 in Sculptor. It was a dead ringer for Alan Rickman. After that, I stumbled upon B 441. It was as bright as diamonds on light grey velvet. After that, I found by accident B 28. It seemed just like a whale spouting. With that checked off my list, I sketched B 315. It seemed almost a little triangle. With that checked off my list, I star-hopped to B 494 in Hydra. It looked uncannily like smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Next, I studied NGC 6454 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It seemed fainter than a waterfall.

After a short break to converse with an owl, I observed Abell 39 in Draco. It appeared in the eyepiece like Miss Piggy. Next, I sought B 111. It was like its Hubble photograph. Then, I sketched NGC 3721. It somewhat resembled Dubya. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I accidentally located B 600. It seemed almost two scoops of spumoni ice cream.

After a short break to find a bush to pee on, I nudged my telescope to M 61. It reminded me of dandruff on black satin pajamas. Then, I located M 78. It took me back to the first time I saw fleecy wool. After that, I tracked down IC 1683. It glowed, rather like cream being swirled into hot coffee.

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 getting shot in the face by Dick Cheney.


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

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