Hi it's me again.
I seem to be in a bathroom, but outdoors. There is plenty of space around and no ceiling above me. To the left of the toilet is a "wine dispenser", pretty much like a water cooler but it dispenses white wine. For free. In a bathroom. Behind and to the left of the wine dispenser is a stack of five empty wine dispenser boxes, of which one (the topmost one, i think) has the dispenser spout still in it, indicating that perhaps it had needed to be replaced. I seem to remember being the one who had drunk that topmost one, and realized that I had probably been the one that had drunk most of the others as well.
But I wasn't interested in drinking right now. I went to the sink to wash my hands, and saw what I thought was more wine dripping down from somewhere above me. But I looked up and saw that it was actually a man pissing down from his (apartment?) window high above me into the sink of the outdoor bathroom. He had perfect aim and I couldn't really wash my hands there anymore. I ran away, along the side of what was apparently a very large building, but he turned and kept arching his urine stream higher up so that it would go farther. He hit me in the face with his pee a couple of times as I was backing away (I didn't turn around for some reason, but actually ran sideways and almost backwards, perhaps clinging to a fence or part of the building), and his stream became bright yellow as it got longer and longer. Finally I got out of his reach, and his urine stream turned bright green just as it finally failed to reach me.
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I am watching the Young Turks on a gigantic, touch-enabled, smart-screen TV. On the screen is a tappable assortment of a whole bunch of Young Turks clips, one of which is about "Solid Soap Guy", a man with a janitor's mop-and-bucket who apparently stopped a raging elephant by simply making the floor in front of the elephant too slippery to walk on. The elephant stopped running rather than attempt to try to cross the soapy floor.
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Getting a new apartment in "Peyron", apparently an umbrella corporation that owned various apartment complexes. The staff of the Peyron Apartment Company was entirely female. I remember visiting one of the apartments, not to buy it but because a family I hadnt seen in many years was living there and I wanted to meet up again. I remember looking for hand sanitizer in the mother's bedroom of this apartment and then nearly falling through a large, almost perfectly square, hole in the floor.
But all in all, I was impressed with the Peyron apartments, and the rent was a mere $10, or $30, or $80 a month, depending on how luxurious of a pad I wanted. (So yes, this is one of my "pamper me!" dreams.) I had a male roommate and I dont remember much about him but he seemed like someone I would enjoy living with.
Somewhere in the apartment complex was a woman screaming in pain, pleading for people to come help her when nobody would. Her name may have been Callista, and if so this is probably a surfacing of a character from stories I wrote about when I was young and didn't really have a lot of sympathy for people who needed my help. This person was actually based on a real person I had seen in real life earlier who was in a mental hospital struggling with pain and seemingly being unable to cooperate with the doctors. In this dream, I think she was still in pain, but was on the way to recovery and therefore I was happy that she was there rather than being distressed. Still, I didnt seem interested in helping her directly or even meeting her.
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This dream is very fragmented, but I consider it to be a single dream.
I was doing inventory at the store I worked at. Everybody got to pick which section they wanted to do. Nobody picked candy, clothing, "accessories" (apparently a duplication of some other sections, including more candy), and a few other sections I dont remember.
There was an elephant in a cave full of water, that was either swimming or walking along the bottom of the body of water. But the water seemed to be pretty deep, at least towards the center. Somebody on the other end of the cave spotted the elephant with a powerful flashlight (that could "turn 530°"), but the very fact that he had found the elephant caused him to be incriminated as the perpetrator of some previous and entirely unrelated crime, because apparently the person who had committed the crime had always had a fear of elephants and attacked innocent elephants purely out of hatred and perhaps fear. The elephant had seemingly been placed in the cave in order to lure the man into a trap. I'm not sure if this is somehow related to my last dream, which also involved an elephant, since in this dream the elephant seems to have been involved in some event outside the dream, or if it's just a coincidence that I dreamt about elephants twice in a row.
I remember a woman telling me "Tampon is nine."

(I'm a male.) I remember being offered a medication called "Tamponazole", but I think this may have been a different dream that I only just remembered now. I had had a dream when I was about 13 years old involving a girl mailing me a tampon as a prank, and I think tampons might appear in my dreams from time to time as a subconscious recollection of this "bad at the time, but pretty funny in retrospect" long-ago dream. Going even deeper (no pun intended), I think tampons might appear in dreams as a subtle reminder of how humiliated I felt when the girl whose gift I'd been waiting for for so long turned out to have just mailed me a tampon, and therefore are symbolic of women getting the best of me.
Later in the dream, I am at a banquet in a large building offering free unlimited food of a wide assortment of varieties. George Soros was funding the banquet, but his money was coming to us indirectly, through a chain involving three levels of donors. His name was in purple neon lights in the waiting room of the restaurant.
Although the food was unlimited, unlike my other "free food for everyone" dreams, we could only eat a little at a time and for some reason we were eating it directly off the table with just napkins instead of plates. Still, all of us were happy and the food was very tasty and filling. A few people who were apparently not invited to the banquet showed up to complain, and they seemed to be of Indian descent, perhaps even just a single large family. We were eating beef, but Im not sure if my dream self even made the connection between India and a taboo on beef, or if it was just a random detail my brain came up with for no apparent reason. I think the person directly feeding us may have also been Indian. There was a wasabi-like sauce available to dip the meat in, but it was orange, like chipotle sauce.
Anyway, the "complainers" refused to eat any of the food, and instead started dumping used batteries on the floor, since apparently the organization that was feeding us was also a recycling center that was obliged to take any unwanted, depleted batteries and recycle them free of charge. They were also overturning the trash cans in the restaurant. They seemed to be trying to start a fight, and one of them (a young boy) may have threatened to bring in a whole sack of batteries, knowing we would have to wrap and seal them up individually just to meet our obligations as a battery recycling depot. I said to the boy "Go ahead!" and then immediately regretted it, as I knew the boy was serious and the others with me knew it too. I remember backing away silently and letting everyone else speak. I think I went back to eating and then woke up.