You Say. I Do.

Wells           
Do you have any idea how goddamn crazy you are?

Chigurh
You mean the nature of this conversation?

Wells
I mean the nature of you. 

-Middle-man Carson Wells (Woody Harrelson) squares 

up to hitman Anton Chigurh (Javier Bardem) in the 

Coen Brothers' award-winning 

No Country for Old Men (2007)

On 8^th March I was at the Manchester Blog Meet, where the city’s most dedicated amateur hacks gathered to promote ourselves. Sponsored by boutique leather jacket company I Love to Love,  the night kicked off with a film by Ben Reed regarding the Euroculture Festival and the Factory Foundation. Reed made the film in memory of Manchester’s former godfather of nightlife, Tony Wilson (Founder of Factory Records and nightclub the Hacienda, subject of movie Twenty Four Hour Party People). While there I bumped into Josh, who’s usually at these web-orientated events. He’s been one of my blog followers for a few years now (hello Josh). He noticed that I’m positioning my website as a “sort of events blog”- which is a surprisingly accurate description, as I don’t exactly know what this is turning into myself. He said he actually preferred the older, slightly crazier posts of bizarre journeys across the country, strange job interviews and questionable behaviour. I have the feeling he's not alone. Having said that, my stats for my newer lit/event type blog entries have had more hits than the more depraved earlier entries. Hmm.

So my question to you, the reader, is: What do you want to see here? Shall I take more depraved forays into the UK’s underworld? Shall I visit more bars and write them up? Shall I attend more poetry slams? What else would you like to see adorned over these pages? Think of it as a choose-your-own-adventure blog, with your protagonist being a notepad-wielding mentalist with no short-term memory and with an uncontrollable infatuation with bursting out of obscurity and into the limelight.

Help me make this happen!