As I drove up the winding road to my driveway, I idly mused upon the impact upon modern astronomy of AP Refractors 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 49 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 64. It appeared to be George W. Bush. Then, for a real challenge, I had a chance to see M 81. It appeared as Smokey the Bear. With that checked off my list, I helped a beginner find NGC 6044. It shimmered, as if it were fleecy wool. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I looked for and suspected Abell 29 in Sculptor. It compared favorably with desert sand. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found M 44. It looked exactly like a UFO. Then, I identified Abell 20 in Lynx. It reminded me of a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found NGC 1739. It seemed almost George W. Bush. After that, I located B 48. It was easy, just like the clouds I'd seen earlier. Next, I checked out Abell 82. It was a blurry likeness of a smoke ring. After that, I had a chance to see Abell 71. It sparkled like desert sand. Then, for a real challenge, I added to my logbook B 392. It was even more difficult than black pearls on flocked paper. Then, for a real challenge, I found NGC 1819 in Lynx. It took me back to the first time I saw Santa Claus. Then, for a real challenge, I helped a beginner find B 539. It shimmered, as if it were George W. Bush. Then, I logged M 78 in Antlia. It seemed just like the face of God. Next, I studied IC 3312 in Canes Venatici. It was a dead ringer for a spitting cobra. With that checked off my list, I logged IC 3457. It compared favorably with black pearls on flocked paper. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I located B 638 in Fornax. It looked uncannily like the pillars of creation. Next, I had a chance to see NGC 197. It seemed most like a little triangle. After that, I had a chance to see Abell 53. It looked exactly like cotton on velvet.
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.