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Logitech MX510

Last week I replaced my trusty Microsoft Intellimouse Explorer with the new Logitech MX510, and I couldn't be happier. I had read lots of online reviews and had two co-workers swear by this mouse. I was a little hesitant, because its a corded mouse, but wireless has it's detractions also, mainly the fact that it drinks batteries like no tomorrow.

Currently the mouse comes in 2 versions, blue and red. The 'hologram' paint cannot be justified in a picture, you really have to see it to see how cool it is. I got the supposedly hard to find blue model at CompUSA, justifying the fifty dollar purchase as an early fathers day gift (God bless my wife, I don't know why she puts up with me). It comes as a USB mouse with the PS2 adapter and installs quickly. I immediately noticed a difference from the start. The MX510 is so much smoother than the Intellimouse (as the Intellimouse is 400 DPI and the Logitech is 800 DPI). Working in Photoshop, cropping and other detail oriented tasks are much easier, allowing more minute adjustments than the Intellimouse. The MX510 also has 8 programmable buttons, two on the thumb side, right and left click, scroll click and 3 others. So if your in the market for a mouse, definitely give this one a look.

Also, if you have an optical mouse, you NEED to have one of these Optical Mouse pads from Xtrac, makes all the difference in the world.

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