Poor Pluto (an ode to an ex-gf)

I once dated a girl that was in love with Pluto. She knew everything about Pluto, and would rattle off stats about "Percival Lowell who discovered Pluto at the Lowell Observatory in Flagstaff, Arizona".

We had this one astronomy prof who belonged to a small minority (at the time) of people that refused to recognize Pluto as being a planet. She would get so upset whenever Pluto came up and vowed to never take a class taught by this prof. I'd try to persuade her to take it (it was required), but she'd say "No Way! Jeez, he doesn't think that Pluto is a planet. Imagine what else he's wrong about!"

As it turns out, the astro nerds have decided that Pluto is not a planet. That girl must have her head in the oven today. Then again, she also claimed to have been an alien, so maybe she's long gone.

Here's also a really nice/funny op-ed about the drama concerning Pluto.