My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to another winding road only known to those from my support group, I idly mused upon the deep impact 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 37 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 82. It was a dead ringer for a glimmer of the Big Bang. Then, I helped a beginner find NGC 663. It was a dead ringer for R2-D2. Then, I identified B 194. It was like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. After that, I looked at Abell 29. It was not quite as bright as cotton candy. Then, for a real challenge, I jumped to M 109 in Ursa Minor. It would be easy to confuse with the last six objects I'd seen. Then, for a real challenge, I found M 42. It seemed just like a cantilever bra. After that, I tracked down NGC 3820. It appeared to be dandruff on black satin pajamas. Next, I located NGC 2263 in Orion. It looked a bit like a UFO.

After a short break to munch cheesy poofs, I showed some guests B 580. It was as bright as ripples of water. Then, for a real challenge, I jumped to IC 2791. It seemed most like a far-away cloud.

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 ebola.


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

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