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In Mountain View, Calif., a couple of miles down the road from Google, there’s a new pizza shop. Only instead of a dozen blue-collar workers pouring marinara sauce, Zume Pizza has — you guessed it! — robots and algorithms running the show.

Their job is to solve a familiar problem: It’s game night. You order pizza for you and your buddies. It arrives later than you’d hoped, aaaand it’s cold.

“Pizza is not meant to sit in a cardboard box, ever,” Zume co-founder Julia Collins says. “The best pizza you ever had came right out of the oven.”

This is the great paradox: Pizza is a delivery food that doesn’t taste as good delivered, when it’s room temperature and soggy.

Collins and I are standing inside Zume’s solution: a delivery truck that looks standard — like something from FedEx or UPS — only it has 56 mini-ovens. They’re neatly stacked into two racks on wheels.

Here’s how it works. A customer places an order on the app. Inside the Zume factory, a team of mostly robots assembles the 14-inch pies, each of which gets loaded par-baked — or partially baked — into its own oven.

Our Robot Overlords Are Now Delivering Pizza, And Cooking It On The Go

Photo: Zume Pizza

I’m an incredibly nostalgic person. I hold onto items for way to long. I have bits of confetti from a hockey game that was important to me. I have tickets from movies. I pour over old photos of my friends and I spend a lot of time thinking about where they are now, what they’re doing, how they’re feeling. I always assume I’m the only one. I figure that nobody even thinks of me anymore. I’m forgotten, because we don’t talk anymore.

Today an old friend, an ex of mine, and a guy I haven’t spoken to in over 5 years, who unfriended my on Facebook because we never said anything to each other, commented on a photo of my old friend group in 2008.

It’s hard to explain how it feels; suddenly realizing that, at least for a moment, today he was thinking of us. He was thinking of me - even if it was just because Facebook’s algorithm showed it to him as a memory. I don’t mean this in a melodramatic way. I just live my life, assuming nobody is ever thinking of me unless I’m right there in front of them, and something like this felt like a physical shove. I had to shut my laptop off and go out for a walk.

Just an update

Hey @staff and @support just unfollowed all my tags/searches, because I don’t actually want that a) showing up on my dash or b) filtered by some kind of algorithm that doesn’t show me everything tagged with those terms.

Instead I’ve bookmarked www.tumblr.com/tagged/[tag i was tracking] and I’ll just check those daily from a folder I put in my bookmarks toolbar. I’m urging all my followers to do the same. Sorry about the possible increased load on your servers because of that but you didn’t really give me another option.

Which seems to be a trend with you guys, removing options and various functions that made the site more flexible and usable. So I’ll keep you updated on how I’m circumventing your restrictions. (Oh hey, pro tip: you guys would see more responses and tags on your posts if you installed New XKit.)