What’s the biggest dilemma facing us wannabe video bloggers out there?

Coming up with ideas?  Nope.

Being worth listening to?  For some, yes, but generally…nope.

Well, what is it then?  What’s the crux, the rub, the palpitating heart of the issue?

Ever heard the phrase, “You’ve got a face for radio”?

Yes, the curse of looking not like a movie star but, well, like a normal human.  Hey, now normal works for many…most in fact.  But if normal just isn’t fitting in with your plans then Voki could help you…with a little ‘face lift’ of sorts.

Apps can move.

No, I’m not talking about animation or portability.  I’m talking about moving the mind...and the heart.

Against All Odds succeeds in telling one hard truth, loud and clear.

Being a refugee…it sucks.

“Betterist”…what a great word!  I wish I’d thought of it myself.  Yes, I’m envious and a little gutted.  I thought I was better than that.

Perhaps then I need a Betterfly Betterist to help make me more smarter…ist…ic?

So many peoples, so little time.  Facebook’s a soulless metropolis, you’d have better luck standing in Piccadilly Circus shouting ‘Here I am!  Socialize with me!’

Nope, for those of us with more particular socializing tastes, say over a good bootie knitting session…

...yes, I’m talking about knitting little slippers, what were you thinking of…

...then Amzini could be a worthy first port of call.

More polls than happy hour at the Warsaw.  Or Telegraph Road, the greatest of all Dire Straits songs…in my opinion.  More polls than…

…the fence I’m building between you, my dear reader, and a land called Understanding.

Sorry.

GoPollGo…they do opinion polls.

Where, when, what with…it’s all in the numbers.  Anywhere you go on the interwebs, you’re being watched, man.  The walls have eyes, the sites have ears, and the dog-eared pages have…fingers.  Nope, that’s just weird.  I think my metaphor has just broken down.

But you get what I mean, right?  No?  Then I’ll let Metric Pulse clear things up for you.

My words are at one with the clouds, man.  My verbs are raindrops and my punctuation is a hailstorm.

SLAP!