As I drove up the winding road to my secret observing location, I idly mused upon the subtle beauty of world hunger 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 55 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 8 in Virgo. It was better than Krylon Ultra-Flat Black.
After a short break to check my email, I stumbled upon B 298 in Perseus. It appeared at low power like yet another globular. Then, I sketched NGC 5454 in Scorpius. It looked a bit like the last six objects I'd seen. Then, I sought B 504. It was easy, just like R2-D2. Then, for a real challenge, I tracked down Abell 10. It sparkled like a smoke ring. After that, I checked out IC 3860. It looked a bit like a far-away cloud. Next, I found by accident B 518 in Lepus. It reminded me of an inflamed monkey butt. Then, I helped a beginner find NGC 6998. It appeared at low power like a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner).
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 stale peeps.