Me:The Youngest Plutonian a.k.a Ninja Pony; a.k.a. M
Us: M, B, Jester, Precious
Birthplace: Louisiana
Current Location: Oregon
Places I’ve Lived: Louisiana (Princeton), Germany (Bad Nauheim), back to Louisiana, Kentucky (Elizabethtown), North Carolina (Raleigh/Hatteras), Georgia (Cleveland), back to Kentucky (Rineyville), South Carolina (Charleston), Oregon (Portland metro area)
Countries Visited: Germany, Canada (pathetic amount, I know)
Likes: family, friends, hockey (watching), cycling (watching), photography, history, paranormal stories, driving aimlessly, music, reading, sleep
Dislikes: intolerance, liars, aggressive drivers, my job, abusive people, mayonnaise
Fears: spiders, heights, no bathroom access, the clown from Poltergeist, not being able to say “hold the mayonnaise” in a foreign language
Mental State: to be determined
Train of Thought: makes many stops and detours/derails on occasion
My Original Site: Here
The Story: The Three Plutonians started in high school – around 1990/91. It all started when I drew a picture of the solar system, wrote “you are here” over the earth and had an arrow pointing to Pluto. It evolved. K, S and I made up a story about how Earth had been destroyed centuries ago due to environmental neglect (foreshadowing?). Survivors escaped to Pluto, but were so distraught at having lost the Earth they invented a great conspiracy. They decided to call their new planet “Earth” and hide the fact that they had failed to keep the original alive. We (K, S and I) had found out about the great conspiracy and were determined to spread the truth. We became the Three Plutonians. Our nicknames were based, mostly, on our ages. S, being the oldest, became The Eldest Plutonian. I, being the youngest, became The Youngest Plutonian. K, however, became The Most Brent Plutonian and there is yet another story behind that.
S and K had befriended a janitor at our high school. His name was Kenny. We would spend a few minutes after school talking to him about nothing in particular. One day he kept referring to K as Brent. It was very perplexing until we realized he was actually saying “brilliant.” Then it became our running joke. (not at his expense, however) The Most Brent Plutonian was born.
Needless to say, we were very popular in high school.
Updated: June 10, 2008
