Last night's dream:
I'm hanging out with a few young French men and an old friend from high school. We are all laughing outside somewhere natural and beautiful - somewhere a bit like Tuscany or maybe Vermont. The sun is setting and casts an orange hue over all faces. I notice my friend from high school is pregnant, but instead of her baby bump being on her stomach it's on her forehead. I'm not at all disturbed by this until one of the young men approach her and say in a somewhat sultry accent, "You know, your baby's chance for survival will be much higher if you move the egg to the back of your neck." And so, my friend maneuvers the bump, which morphs into a hen's egg, to the back of her neck. It sits there comfortably under her blond ponytail.
I told my coworkers about this dream and one of them said it reminded her of the scene in Eraserhead where the girl with giant cheeks is singing on stage. I haven't seen Eraserhead in years, so I had to look the scene up on the ol' youtube. My dream was nothing like this scene, but it's definitely worth watching.