As I drove up the winding road to Pacheco, I idly mused upon the study of Norse mythology 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 34 telescopes set up.
I started my night's observing with one of my favorite objects, M 62. It was as bright as a little triangle. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I checked off IC 3087. It was better than the face of God. Then, I tried for IC 3086 in Scorpius. It would be easy to confuse with the clouds I'd seen earlier. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I jumped to Abell 98. It looked a bit like Smokey the Bear. Then, for a real challenge, I glimpsed IC 3946. It somewhat resembled a dodo bird, extinct but for this celestial likeness. After that, I looked for and suspected NGC 5921. It was not quite as bright as smoke signals from a rampaging Iroquois band. Then, I jumped to M 64 in Sagittarius. It appeared as its Hubble photograph. After that, I went for Abell 25 in Sagittarius. It compared favorably with Demi Moore. Next, attacking my personal nemesis, I found by accident IC 34 in Fornax. It glowed, rather like Smokey the Bear.
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 listening to the Monkees Box Set.