As I drove up the winding road to my backyard, I idly mused upon the socioeconomic impact of chaos theory 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 10 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 68. It would be easy to confuse with the eternal nothingness of being. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I looked at NGC 6599. It took me back to the first time I saw a nebula. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I checked off B 608. It appeared at low power like cotton candy. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I studied B 648. It seemed most like that graph in An Unpleasant Truth. With that checked off my list, I sought IC 18. It was as bright as 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 a poke in the eye with a frozen dishrag.