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[Previous entry: "The moon, bitches!"] [Main Index] [Next entry: "Funny new Mr Wiggles."] 03/22/2005 Entry: "When you really need a pizza, fast." When you really need a pizza, fast. Using a wireless Internet connection, orders are transmitted to vans in the field, an alarm rings and they’re printed out. The driver — who works solo — goes to the van’s kitchen area, pulls pre-made pizzas on parbaked shells from the cooler and places them in one of five concession-stand-style pizza ovens which cook at 600 F. (The well-secured kitchen equipment runs off onboard generators.) He then returns to the driver’s seat and sets off to the delivery point.And after reading this about a coder turned bike messenger, I think a few people are taking Snow Crash-type sci-fi a bit too seriously.
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