Originally posted by kluurs:
did you recently watch the Malcom in the Middle episode where Dewie made his own piano???

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And I've come to the conclusion that dreams are unique to each dreamer, rendering most outside analysis useless (unless the analyzer knows you well).

And I've come to the conclusion that dreams are unique to each dreamer, rendering most outside analysis useless (unless the analyzer knows you well).

Originally posted by kenny:
(I fly in my dreams.)
I was flying down *a beautiful* canyon beneath a house I once lived in out in the country.
The *bottom* of the canyon was *cleared* of all the oaks and there was *a huge* patio with *marble* tile floors.
Next I’m in a building where there were several large grand pianos.
They were all closed up and had covers on them.
They were trucked in from *Santa* Rosa California for a wealthy local customer to try out.
(I get *as excited* as a kid in a candy story when I get around pianos.)
I wanted to try them out.

I lifted the fallboard of a Bosendorfer Imperial Grand.
The keys were mostly missing and all the keys that are supposed to be white were black.
There were no sharps.
I went to another piano and it had all the keys missing.

Then two women came in.
They were blond, affluent, slender elegant *ladies* in their 60s who had lots of “work” done so at a glance if you squinted they *looked like* they were in their 30s.
The husband of one of them was the buyer.

More people started coming in and moving pianos around.
I wanted to play them but it got too busy.
I decided to talk to whoever was in charge.

I went to an office.
There were *three very old Germans*, one man and two women.
I told the lady that I am *shopping* for a fine piano and listed several brands.
I pronounced the names as they would be pronounced *in their* countries so she knew I was for real. (Hey - It's a dream.)
She showed me to another room with several pianos that were in various stages of rebuild and a few finished ones.

There was a Bosie upright that almost fell over.
When I saw the keyboard the keys were each about 3 inches wide and were brown.
She asked me to try one grand.
It was very small and the lid was down.
I raised the lid.
It didn’t much resemble a piano.
The rim was a weird small round shape about three or four feet in diameter.
Instead of strings there were bones of animals and I think a *flattened* human skull.
Instead of keys it had forks, knives, spoons and bones.
It made it very hard to play.

I tried to play some Chopin.
It was *hopeless*.
I thought if anything would work on this piano it would be Bach.
So I tried the Goldberg Variation’s Aria.
I sort of could play it.
The music was barely recognizable.

My *fingers* got hung up on the forks and knives.
The people around me thought I couldn’t play very well, even though it was the piano’s fault.
This worried me. [/b]

Originally posted by Beaver:
It means you had a dream. Sorry, but I think dream analysis is a load of BS. :p [/b]