One Thing Leads To Another

I had a dream last night that Nick Kershaw's 1984 single "Wouldn't It Be Good" was the number one song in the country, and it was being discussed and played everywhere I went in my dream setting. One wispy little emo dude was showing me a belly button ring that he just had done with a tiny music clip on the bead that played that song every time he lifted up his shirt and exposed his stomach. But he was planning on suing the piercer because the music chip died shortly after he left the parlor.

Why did I dream something that ridiculous? Maybe it was a combination of somebody my store mysteriously playing this CD every day at work and me laughing at this right before bed last night.