My observing report

As I drove up the winding road to Pacheco, I idly mused upon the current implications of world hunger 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 59 telescopes set up.

I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 110 in Fornax. It appeared to be all the other smudges I've ever looked at. Then, for a real challenge, I looked for and suspected B 527. It was a dead ringer for dandruff on black satin pajamas. Then, I located M 52. It seemed just like cotton candy. Then, for a real challenge, I hunted IC 1433. It took me back to the first time I saw cream being swirled into hot coffee. With that checked off my list, I glimpsed Abell 70. It gave the appearance of the eternal nothingness of being. Then, I identified IC 2242. It looked uncannily like a hamburger. (Hmm, it had been a while since dinner).

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 reading observing reports.

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

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