At A Police Station In Africa

In this dream, I was at a police station in Africa, but I can not remember if I was a police officer or not.

The police there were lazy, I remember making various suggestions to help them improve things, and I probably started to do things myself because they would not.

Cousin TE | Fish In The Bathtub | NiNoKuni

Dream 1

This dream involved my female cousin TE, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

This dream involved me taking a bath in the bathtub (tub) at maybe my parents house, and after I got out of the tub I noticed something moving in the soap filled water so I could barely see what it was.

Ivory (Soap)

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What is it?

The American soap Ivory (the Original Scent is better than the Aloe Vera Scent in cleaning and smell and smell removal in my opinion, and so I recommend the Original Scent only) that was made by Procter & Gamble Co. (P&G) and was first introduced back in 1879.

What is it about?

This is how The P&G Shop describes this soap:

Ivory Bar Soap provides a simple, effective clean for the entire family without breaking the bank!

It is free of dyes and heavy perfumes and is 99.44% PURE.

Made in the USA, Ivory is recommended by 4 out of 5 moms and has been a proven and trusted brand for over 130 years.

Also try Ivory Body Wash for a simple clean that leaves skin smooth and hydrated (vs. regular soap).

Offers a simple, effective clean for the entire family.

4 out of 5 moms recommend it.

99.44% PURE (it floats!).

Free of dyes & heavy perfumes.

For beautiful-looking skin.

Proudly made in the USA.

What do I like about it and what might other people like about it?

I like that it is cheap, it cleans good and leaves my skin feeling cleaner than other soaps (but if you have very dry skin it might make your skin feel drier), it is milder than some soaps, it has various other uses (cleaning clothes, removing stains, removing makeup, facial cleaning, and you can even use it as fish bait), it floats, it does not usually turn into mush like some other soaps as it gets smaller, and it handles smells better than many soaps.

Final Thoughts

I bought some Ivory soap for Christmas last year because it was the cheapest soap that I saw in a family pack, I expected it to just be some generic mild soap with little cleaning or smell handling capabilities, and so I did not expect to like it.

I had heard of Ivory soap before but had not really tried it because it was so cheap, the packaging looked even cheaper, and I just thought it was a mild generic soap that would not be better than the other soaps that we used (usually Dial soaps and other random soaps).

When I opened the first bar of Ivory soap I was not impressed by the smell or look, the bar was thick enough though, and during the first time that I used it I had nothing but negative expectations and was basically hating on it as I used it still not impressed except for the fact that it could float.

But then as I continued taking my bath I noticed how much cleaner my skin was feeling as I washed the soap off, I thought maybe I was imagining things, and that there is no way that this cheap simple soap could clean this good and leave me feeling cleaner than any soap that I ever remember using before.

I took note of this and decide to pay attention each time that I used the soap to wash my hands, take a bath, clean my anti-snoring device, et cetera; and to my surprise and shock it did clean better than any soap that I can remember using and it did leave my skin feeling cleaner than any soap that I remember using.

How was this possible that a cheap simple soap that has been around for over 100 years was able to do all of this, that I had not really used it before, it does not seem to be as popular as it should be, et cetera.

Me and my family had missed out all these years by using worse and more expensive soaps when we could have been using Ivory for cheaper, and it is sad that the Ivory brand is not really advertised or promoted or talked about much now-a-days so most people probably do not know how good it really is and have never used it.

It was like stumbling on a secret hidden in plain sight, some generic cheap looking bars of soap sitting lonely on the shelves all these years that we never bothered to give a chance, who would have thought.

Since last Christmas no other soap that we have used has been better yet, and so at this time it is my favorite soap so I decided to do this post about it.

I fear that they might stop selling it now that me and my family like it, which happens with lots of products that we like, and since it does not seem to be as popular or promoted as it should be.

The end,

-John Jr

My Mom Accidentally Offends A Doctor

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After work today I got tired from not getting enough sleep and having an action packed day at work, and as I was checking my emails before exercising I laid down on the couch, and I fell asleep before I could exercise.

I woke up suddenly realizing that I had fell asleep and I had to make sense of how long I had slept et cetera, I accidentally had slept on my right arm so it was numb and I could not really move it much until the blood flow returned, and I was able to remember part of a dream that I had during this before it faded away.

In a forgotten part of the dream I remember being inside a van, I assume that some of my family and I were traveling, and twice during our journey we had problems with the van.

The next thing that I remember is being at a strange maybe multi-story modern building (maybe a hotel or apartment) with my mom and a fictional version of my nephew CC, my mom was babysitting my nephew CC as he ran around, and I remember being in a strange large tunnel / garage / hangout area at ground level that was open to the outside on the right side where maybe automobiles and people could drive and walk in.

My mom was talking to someone outside or in the opening to this area as she watched my nephew CC, and at some point my male cousin ME walked over and my nephew CC ran over running around talking a bit and laughing and smiling.

My nephew CC said something to us but we did not understand what he had said until it was too late, my cousin ME picked CC up and asked him what he said, but then CC’s diaper and shorts or pants (if he had any) fell off because he had defecated on himself and the diaper got to heavy.

CC had probably told us that he had boo-booed previously when we could not understand him, CC smiled and laughed as ME responded with disgust as feces leaked down CC’s butt and legs, and so ME handed me CC so that I could clean him up and the mess.

This area was paved and there was a water sprayer thing like one for a kitchen sink so I used this to start spraying and cleaning up the feces off the ground and off CC, and I used slightly warm water after combining hot and cold water and I could feel the temperatures.

I got some soap and I let ME wash his hands and he left in disgust while I sprayed off CC and tried to clean up the feces, and while doing this I noticed that there was maybe a large cut or scar or something on the side of CC’s butt and the skin was discolored there and it was softer and felt like the tissue was dying and like it would sink in if you touched it and there was a smaller spot like this on the side of his thigh.

This did not look good at all and so I was going to ask my mom about it because I was worried, but then my mom walked over with my aunt DE.

At this point I realized that I was somehow naked now (which confused me even in the dream) so I somewhat hid behind an empty metal bed frame with a tall head rest (whatever) that I was standing on oddly but you could still see me as I talked to them, I let my mom finish giving CC a bath, and maybe I got dressed or something as I talked with them and I mentioned what I saw on CC.

Then two doctors and a group of people including some of our family members walked over, my aunt DE had invited the two doctors because she is a nurse so she knew them I guess, and one doctor was a man with medium-color skin with black hair who probably was a member of the Indian (India) ethnic group and the other doctor was a woman with light-color skin and light-color hair.

The doctors asked if anyone needed some medical attention, someone on the right side of the room did so the female doctor walked to them but I did not look, and then I told my mom that we should let the other doctor check CC.

I said something to the male doctor to get his attention and then I started to say something and then I wanted to say a word that started with the letter D but I could not think of the word, and so I paused to figure out what word I wanted to say.

My mom said a word that started with a D that she assumed that I meant to say, it was not the correct word, and it was a word that the male doctor found offensive toward members of the Indian ethnic group so he was offended.

I am not sure what the word was but I cringed at my mom’s mistake, and my aunt DE tried to save the situation by rebuking my mom for saying that hoping that would help the doctor feel better but that did not work and the doctor said that he was leaving and thanked us for wasting his time as he left in anger with some of the crowd.

I asked my mom what we were going to do now, she said that either we would let CC’s new doctor check him or we would find him another doctor, and she told me that CC’s previous doctor was the cause of those two things that I saw and that his doctor had gotten in trouble for malpractice and / or something else (in maybe an unrelated incident).

I felt that doctor should also be reported for what he did to CC and I was not happy about this, and I wanted us to get CC checked as soon as possible.

The next thing that I remember is my mom, several family members, and I driving during the evening or night in the van from earlier which was maybe white and somewhat old.

We seemed to be in a city in Texas in The United States where my aunt DE and her family and some of my other family members live that seemed slightly LC-like, and at some point my male cousin EE was driving who lives in Texas so he probably knew his way around if this was Texas.

We talked as EE drove and at some point the van stopped, but it cranked again and we continued driving and talking.

I remember making a joke and I called EE *Something that I can not remember* and then his nickname Crunchie since he was our driver, he laughed and asked what I had said because he did not understand me because I said it in a way to make it sound like I was far away, and so I explained this to him.

As I was doing this I saw a bicycle roll quickly in front of our van from the left side across the street to the right side where it fell over, and I looked around to see where it came from but I did not see anyone oddly.

But that is when I woke up suddenly probably because I had loss blood circulation in my right arm from sleeping on it.

The end,

-John Jr

My Former Classmate WG Working As A Janitor

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All that I can remember of the end of this dream is that it took place during the day at maybe a college or a school that was very similar to the C Elementary School in the city of D.

There was a main covered sidewalk with some buildings to the left of it, and some sidewalks to the right of it with some small indoor / outdoor bathrooms at the start of some of those sidewalks.

I am not sure if I needed to use the bathroom or not, I just remember going inside one of the small indoor / outdoor bathrooms which were like tiny shacks that were partly open (no door) so you only had a bit of privacy, and at some point I started taking a bath or a shower.

After I finished my bath or shower people (probably college students) started to show up as I was naked and drying off with a towel, and so I tried to hurry up and dry off and get dressed.

There was no door so I had to try to hide in the corners to avoid being seen, I had to switch sides depending on which direction the people were walking from, but eventually I dried off and I got dressed.

As I was leaving the bathroom I walked on a sidewalk, and I saw my former male classmate WG cleaning up along a sidewalk near where I was and he was working here as a janitor.

I stopped to greet my former classmate WG and we started talking, either someone handed him a note or he found a note, and the note was from his wife who also worked here.

The note was probably a reminder to my former classmate WG about something, and maybe he left to go do that and / or to meet up with his wife but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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