At home with my dad and my brother, I fell asleep in a recliner in the family room. When I woke up, I found that my dad and brother had tattooed an apple on my leg.
"Why on earth did you tattoo an apple on my leg without asking me first?" I shouted. "I didn't want an apple tattoo!"
I stormed into the kitchen, where I noticed a contraption on the counter. I immediately recognized it... as a cookie grill.
"This is new," I said.
"Yeah," said my brother. "I bought it at a garage sale."
Then I woke up.
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a. I originally documented this dream upon waking up on Feb. 11, 2009.
b. What the heck's a cookie grill?
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