| KEYBOARD CONFESSIONAL WOODSEY ----------------------------------------- Don't it always seem to go you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone? That's the way it was with PLANET MORON, primarily a haven for me and Paul's disordered comedy ideas, then growing, almost organically, into a fuller, well-rounded entertainment nexus for the internet's malnourished surfers. We huffed, we puffed, and we joked about our importance, but we were always acutely aware of our own worth. That's why there's no over-the-top explosive farewell accompanying the end of PLANET MORON, more a calm, dreamy backdrop as we step out onto the balcony and watch the lights fade slowly across the water. My calm, dreamy backdrop choice would be Sunrise by Norah Jones. This isn't the end of our comedy, and it certainly isn't the end of the extreme partnership of me and Paul. We'll continue with our other projects, perhaps taking a moment to look back at PLANET MORON, the arena in which we cut our teeth, smile, then trip over a dog. Our fault for being negligent. So, a big thank you to Paul for his patronage and concerned expressions, cheers also for all the contributors who kept our guestbook overflowing, all working harmoniously together and keeping our little site in a constant, satisfying state of flux. Should you want to contact us in future, the PLANET MORON account will remain open, or, on a more personal level, you may want to stalk me at [email protected] Either way, do what you love, and love what you do. |
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| Robert 'Woodsey' Woods Huntingdon April 2004 |