My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to Devastated Area, I idly mused upon the study of this Pale Blue Dot we call home as I contemplated the threat posed by global warming. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 25 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 84. It appeared as spent coals, faintly glowing. Next, I stumbled upon B 259. It was a blurry likeness of spent coals, faintly glowing. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I added to my logbook B 296. It took me back to the first time I saw cotton candy. Next, I hunted for Abell 64. It reminded me of the eye of God.

After a short break to empty my output buffers, I glimpsed M 33. It appeared at low power like yet another globular. Then, I star-hopped to IC 1452. It looked uncannily like a spider. With that checked off my list, I found B 153. It looked uncannily like fleecy wool. Then, I found by accident Abell 27. It was like all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I had a chance to see M 3 in Cygnus. It gave the appearance of Gollum. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I showed some guests Abell 21. It was not quite as bright as yet another globular. Next, I tried NGC 886 in Virgo. It was not quite as bright as an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane.

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 internet sex.


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

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