My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to my backyard, I idly mused upon the current implications of astrology as I contemplated the past week of rain. When I arrived at the parking lot, it was filled with friends eager for a night's observing. I counted at least 7 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 100. It looked uncannily like the clouds I'd seen earlier. Then, I hunted M 65 in Antlia. It was a dead ringer for a whale spouting. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I checked out Abell 3. It seemed almost R2-D2. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I glimpsed Abell 4. It was easy, just like cream being swirled into hot coffee. Then, I studied NGC 6201 in Camelopardalis. It was not quite as bright as a spitting cobra. After I'd spent a few minutes looking at that, I sought M 53 in Orion. It seemed fainter than a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner).

After a short break to enjoy a nutritious snack, I accidentally located IC 2591. It was as bright as a swarm of bees. With that checked off my list, I found B 231. It appeared to be lumpy darkness. With that checked off my list, I slewed to IC 2663. It took me back to the first time I saw its Hubble photograph. After that, I looked at NGC 4547. It seemed just like diamonds on light grey velvet. With that checked off my list, I stumbled upon IC 620. It was as bright as a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner). After that, I sought IC 2387. It seemed fainter than an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Then, for a real challenge, I went for IC 384. It gave the appearance of a nebula. After that, I hunted Abell 11 in Scorpius. It appeared as an edge-on barred spiral with a sharp dust lane. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I checked off Abell 8 in Camelopardalis. It was a dead ringer for a UFO. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I observed NGC 4585. It compared favorably with a far-away cloud.

After a short break to enjoy a nutritious snack, I had a chance to see B 108. It somewhat resembled dandruff on black satin pajamas. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I tracked down NGC 1297. It looked uncannily like all the other smudges I've ever looked at.

After a short break to empty my output buffers, I stumbled upon B 380. It was as bright as a nebula.

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 poetry reading marathon.


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

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