Two years ago if you’d asked me if I’d ever own an iPhone, like a religious zealot, I’d proclaim a healthy “NO”.  And then, I arrived home from a trip to New Jersey to find that my wonderful husband had blessed my life with a new gift.  My iPhone.  Now, I never leave home without it and it’s the only material object I want to take with me into the afterlife.  While I’m not a huge fan of the Apple corporation anymore (and trust me, I was an Apple die hard), I still think their products are something to be had, even if their customer service is lacking.  But hey, bygones!

What makes the iPhone so unique and consequently, desirable, is their apps.  There’s an app for cooking, cleaning and shopping.  Suppose you have an unruly dog, there’s an app trainer for that.  If you have cancer, there’s an app to cure it.  Ok, maybe not cure, but certainly cope.

Now, there’s an app to help you blow out the candles on your asthmatic grandma’s birthday cake.

No, really, there’s an app that blows.  I’m serious, here’s how it works:

I figured you’d want to know how the app works before you make the leap and spend the last ninety-nine cents in your bank account, so I purchased it.

Verdict? Not worth it.

Your asthmatic grandma has far more wind to blow than this little gizmo.  However, if you close your eyes really tight and put the thing up against your ear, you’ll get the feeling that you’re right next to the turbine engine of a badly refurbished B-52 struggling to make lift-off.  Seriously folks, it made the family cat run around the house like an insane maniac.  Don’t get it.

Check out our video review:

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