Dreams...

Yesterday morning I dreamt I was accepted into an exclusive academy for the training of opera singers.

Now it should be noted that I can't sing to save my life. In the dream we are required to take a few non-singing related electives. I choose figure drawing figuring I could brush up on that skill since it has been many, many years.

The electives classes are off campus at Brookline High School... apparently they have some sister school program, and when I get there my brother Bill, sister Angela and nephew Dylan are there. Apparently there is something in our family's vocal cords that produces good opera singers. Dylan is upset because he does not want to learn to sing, nor does he wish to learn Italian, which is requiredof all opera singers.

I have the weirdest dreams...