My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to Dinosaur Point, I idly mused upon the higher implications of Yahoo P/E ratios as I contemplated the shrinking ozone layer. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 56 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 10. It seemed most like the face of God. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I sought IC 1293. It was better than Miss Piggy. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I star-hopped to M 77 in Ophiuchus. It appeared as an inflamed monkey butt.

After a short break to have a smoke, I identified IC 3611. It looked a bit like the eye of God. Next, I stumbled upon NGC 3197. It was a blurry likeness of Demi Moore. Then, I jumped to M 14. It seemed just like the eye of God. Then, I tried for IC 1471 in Gemini. It looked a bit like black pearls on flocked paper. Then, for a real challenge, I sketched B 247 in Serpens. It compared favorably with a swarm of bees. Then, for a real challenge, I identified NGC 3116 in Canes Venatici. It appeared to be Dubya. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found by accident IC 877. It was better than ripples of water. Then, I had a chance to see NGC 4999 in Serpens. It seemed just like two scoops of spumoni ice cream. Then, I went for B 500 in Fornax. It was like 60 grit carborundum on asphalt.

After a short break to warm up in the car, I checked out M 64. It reminded me of Miss Piggy. After that, I logged NGC 2835. It would be easy to confuse with the last six objects I'd seen.

After a short break to drink a slurpie, I accidentally located B 94 in Ursa Minor. It somewhat resembled a glimmer of the Big Bang. With that checked off my list, I hunted for NGC 3914. It somewhat resembled the exhaust from a diesel Suburban. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I glimpsed B 614 in Fornax. It would be easy to confuse with a cantilever bra.

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.


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

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