Click to enlarge.Received by private e-mail a guess that The Wazzit Thing (above) is a new kind of windmill farm somewhere.
Good guess. Wrong. No Pizza. So the PizzaQ continues: What Is It?, Where Is It?, and there is a Who Is It? to be identified, too.
Here is an image of the Wazzit by night, that will have to do in lieu of a hint.
As for the Evil PizzaQ from Hell
This is my favorite English sentence, and it contains two a's, one b, two c's, one d, thirty-seven e's, twenty f's, four g's, thirty-nine h's, fifty-one i's, one j, one k, forty-seven l's, twenty-five m's, eighteen n's, thirty o's, one p, one q, thirty-three r's, forty-one s's, fifty-five t's, thirty-six u's, twenty v's, seventeen w's, fifteen x's, twelve y's, and one z.
(you have to compute the actual numbers of the occurrences of the letters, the above are just fake, dummy values), giving birth to and bringing home a new baby is no excuse, life cannot stop, and PizzaQs remain unsolved, because a baby is born.
It is a cute baby -- and a 9 on the Apgar Score, this child is going places!
The Amazing Occidental Mystic Mathematician RamanuJohn is lying low, not a peep from him, Abbas doubtless thinks it's obscenely mathematical and beneath him to waste time on it. I have alerted a Very Smart Teenager, but no response from him, either.
The US Government has cancelled the Toxic Poison Deadly Tomato Alert, so the Vleeptron Ministry of Pizza can return to offering red tomato-based Pizza. The Evil PizzaQ From Hell is worth an entire free Italian dinner (transportation & shipping not included).
