I was part of a team of 10 superheroes trying to defeat a villain in a supermarket parking lot. I only remember there being me, number 5, and number 7. Number 7 made earthquakes and number 5 was stretchy. I could throw people far, or something. Anyways, the villain ended up jumping high into the air, hitting the ground hard and killing himself. I forget the other details.
Oh I apparently had drank a few bottles of Pinot grigio or Pinot noir because I kept complaining that "all the Pinot was gone".

I also had another dream where I was Petting deer.

I have the best dreams ever.