Missives from the 6th Floor

Aside from filling me with nostalgia, and making me wanna take Dawnise's old (but still perfectly functional, last I checked) Amiga 500 out of the closet and find a way to hook it up to the plasma screen, it makes me wonder if anything in my future will ignite the sort of passion that my Amiga did in my past.

I have, in my office, some of the original sales brochures - and I can't look at them without remembering just how damn cool it was to use a machine so far ahead of it's time.

"Remember? Computers (the personal kind) were going to set the world on fire. You were going to be able to attach them directly to your brain, to your emotions, and fly. Well, it's happening. Finally. And the one that's doing it, the Amiga, has a passionate following, not surprisingly.

Brain surgeons, musicians, writers, artists, video/graphic designers, astronomers - in other words, people who need computers to express, search, capture, embody, to explore concepts, and who don't want to wait another 50 years to do so - have found the Amiga. And the Amiga has found them.

You are next."

- Amiga Marketing Brochure, c. 1989