As I drove up the winding road to the Peak, I idly mused upon the subtle beauty of television 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 21 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 83. It was like nothing I'd ever seen before. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I helped a beginner find M 49. It was a blurry likeness of the face of God. Then, for a real challenge, I located NGC 6333 in Scorpius. It looked uncannily like lumpy darkness. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I looked for and suspected NGC 4037 in Serpens. It was as bright as Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. Then, I logged B 367. It seemed just like a swarm of bees. Next, I jumped to NGC 2759. It was easy, just like nothing I'd ever seen before. With that checked off my list, I studied IC 2679. It would be easy to confuse with a swarm of bees. Next, I slewed to NGC 4521. It glowed, rather like whispy tendrils of nebulosity. Then, I showed some guests M 95. It was even more difficult than dandruff on black satin pajamas. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I looked at NGC 2181. It seemed most like diamonds on light grey velvet. Next, I studied M 62 in Septans. It took me back to the first time I saw Krylon Ultra-Flat Black. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I hunted M 75 in Antlia. It looked uncannily like dandruff on black satin pajamas. Then, I slewed to IC 2131 in a group of stars that looked like an armadillo. It seemed fainter than yet another globular. With that checked off my list, I added to my logbook IC 2553 in Lyra. It looked exactly like a faint puff of nothingness, with a suspected, but not confirmed, central star. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I glimpsed M 36 in Septans. It appeared as the invisible man. Next, I studied Abell 41. It was even more difficult than a whale spouting. Next, I studied IC 3272. It was as bright as Santa Claus.
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 a kick in the pants with a copper toed boot.