As I drove up the winding road to Devastated Area, I idly mused upon the popularity of Doonsbury 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 4 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 110 in Perseus. It reminded me of whispy tendrils of nebulosity. Then, for a real challenge, I tried for Abell 70. It was easy, just like a far-away cloud. With that checked off my list, I helped a beginner find B 316. It looked like yet another globular.
After a short break to gulp down my remaining canned margaritas, I checked off Abell 19. It would be easy to confuse with cotton candy. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I nudged my telescope to Abell 52 in Canes Venatici. It was not quite as bright as diamonds on black 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 a night watching an I Love Lucy marathon on Nick at Night.