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I-Pad, the Photo Machine and Detente

    Hey, everyone. I just wanted to talk about a new app or two for the I-Pad, I-Phone, or I-Pod Touch. I got a free app called Crazy Booth which is terrific. The developers have that gift of seeing the little kid hidden in all of us and giving us toys to play with. This app allows you to change your pictures in a lot of ways.
    Crazy Booth has 25 cool effects and I'll list a few:
1. Heat Cam
2. Pop Art
3. Negative
4. Twirl
5. Mirror
6. Sketch
7. Night Vision
8. Puzzle (Makes a jigsaw)
9. Checkers
10. X-Ray
    It's very cool, so get it while it's free, my friend. It's actually a little cooler than another app I bought for 99 cents called Photo Studio. Don't get me wrong, Photo Studio is totally worth the 99 cents and has no ads so you may prefer it. But hey, try Crazy Booth.
    If you haven't used the I-Pad for photos you've missed one of the device's best features. It has great crispness and good cheap apps for fun effects. Recently I used an app called Hairstyle Lite to put weird hairdos on people and then made a video of the pics. (used Windows Movie Maker) I added music to it, a song called Hair by the Cowsills. The video turned out great and only cost, well, nothing.
     So, there is an example of detente between Microsoft and Apple, the two superpowers of geekdom. They both worked together to enhance my fun. Warms your heart, doesn't it?
    From the green retreat. CE Wills

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