I managed to score an Indigo back in the early nineties by basically stalking the SOCOM military subcon auctions we would have semi-occasionally in our neck of

I managed to score an Indigo back in the early nineties by basically stalking the SOCOM military subcon auctions we would have semi-occasionally in our neck of the woods. Incredibly - I didn't realize what kind of deal I had scored until many years later - it was bought for preteen money, and that machine was my nafs for more or less my entire early adulthood. Especially that HUGE monitor. Ooooh I remember getting the NaN Blender kit in 1998, it came with a beautiful book and a handwritten letter from Ton himself. I remember animating my first spinning cubes. It went to college with me, my first apartment, I practically sang it to sleep. I guess, what I am trying to say, short version is that I wouldn't be employable in any way without that old Indigo. Circa 1995 I was a Medieval-Renaissance studies student, who could cook real good . . but I also could make *NIX systems bark, shake, and lie down. Thus the crusty old dude from the electronics firm gave me a job while I was still in my apron, because no one else on his team knew how to make HP-UX talk to a modem. Thanks old Indigo. You were a great computer. <snif/>