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I had lunch with some co-workers. It was at a place across the street, "Chiefs - burgers and brew".
They served beer but I only had a diety coke with meatloaf and mashed potatoes, though. Quite a few things we talked about and martinis was one of them.

Then coming home after work I stopped by a supermarket. They had just refurbished the floors and paneling on he checkout counters also. It looked pretty good.
There were some very large watermelons there.
The lady at the checkout counter had some kind of strange scar across her eyebrows.

I remembered what the fellers at work were talking about and reckoned I'd get something for a martini. I got:
1 pineapple
bottle of bombay gin
bottle of "rosso" vermouth
jar of olives
2 bottles of arrowhead sparkling water
jar of pickles

I also like swiss cheese. I had some from before so when I got home I made a turkey sandwich with swiss cheese, blue cheese dressing, lettuce and tomato.

For my drink I poured a couple of shots of gin over ice and poured in some vermouth.
Then I let it sit for awhile, got another glass and put in two big olives and poured it in there.
It came out all amber red like. I reckon that's not what they call dry. That didn't matter to me. I thought it was pretty good.
I only had enough for a good taste and then I cut up the pineapple and stuck half of it in my juicer. Then I put in a dash of gin with it and ate the rest of the pineapple slices.

I reckon that didn't much agree with my digestion. I got kind of bloated and I had heartburn. Luckilly I had some rolaids and that got it better though.

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my new thing is complete mundanity.
Also I want to start saying "fellers", "I reckon", and "a long whilte" without people noticing