Ivory (Soap)

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

Art And Dans Le Jardin D’Eden

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day in a fictional city, I remember being in a one-story building that had jail cells on the left side of the room, a small area by the jail cells for visitors and the police, and the rest of the building was a store.

My former collegemate J was in one of the jail cells, most of the jail cells had many prisoners in each one, and I remember standing away from the bars of the jail cell where my former collegemate J was because it was against the rules to get too close; and I remember us talking about his situation and some other things, but I can not remember what we talked about.

At some point I remember seeing a somewhat older man shopping at the store behind me, he did not even look toward the jail cells, and he did not seem to find it strange that a jail was inside a store; but to me this was strange, and I did not like how they had so many prisoners in each cell and how small cell was.

I remember walking by all the jail cells trying to avoid looking or staring at any of the prisoners, I did not want them to feel like they were in a zoo, and I was doing this to see if anyone else I knew was in jail; and so I hoped that they would see me and call my name so that I could stop to talk with them, but this did not happen so I guess that there was no one else I knew in this jail.

There were a few jail cells on the left side that only had one or two people in each jail cell, a boy who was almost a teenager called me over to his cell, and I was shocked that someone so young was in jail and this confused and sadden me; and the boy started telling me amazing lies/stories about himself, it was interesting and sad at the same time, but I listened to him hoping to help him feel better by having someone to talk to.

My former collegemate J was in the jail cell next to his sitting on his bed, most of the other prisoners were trying to sleep, and my former collegemate J was looking at me with a facial expression letting me know that the boy was lying; and I nodded my head and gave him a facial expression letting him know that I knew this, and that I was just being nice.

At some point I finished listening to the boy and I gave him some words of encouragement, I then said a few more things to my former collegemate J, and then I think that my dad arrived to the store area; and I left with my dad by automobile on our way to a shopping mall to get some food, and to look for something that I can not remember.

I remember us driving to a shopping center that looked like the shopping center near W Park in the city of D near the corner area on the far left side of where Subway should be, we saw police there talking to a woman and some other people like something had happened, and so we continued driving until we reached a fictional shopping mall that was familiar to me.

This part of the dream was very nice, this shopping mall was familiar to me but I had not seen it in a long time, and so some things had changed; and it was a nice shopping mall with a tall ceiling, and maybe some upper areas.

I remember my dad and I walking around exploring the mall, at some point we reached an area that was like an art gallery / art store / library, and there were many nice paintings and other works of art around; and I probably recognized some of the art, and this is possibly when I started hearing the song Dans Le Jardin D’Eden by Isabelle Antena but I am not sure if it was playing out-loud in the mall or if I was hearing it in my mind.

I wanted to explore this art area and possibly buy a painting but we needed to eat first and maybe find whatever I was looking for, and so we continued walking around the mall until we reached an area that looked like a New York detective station combined with a restaurant; and there were people who looked like detectives, people who looked like they were in the mafia, and some other well dressed people in this area.

I was not sure if we were allowed in this area or not, I was wearing dress clothes and my dad was wearing semi-dress clothes, and so I hoped that we would blend in enough as we walked through this area; and I remember us having to walk around some huge and very wide mafia-like henchmen who were so big/wide that they almost did not look human.

We managed to walk through this area without any problems until we reached a food court area with many people sitting and eating and drinking and ordering food, and this area looked amazing and new with many different restaurants and stores with a very tall ceiling and upper areas; and I remember being amazed, and commenting about this area being a new area because it was not there the last time I was at this mall.

Past the food court area or on the outskirts of it I saw a small Mexican grocery store/restaurant with some photographs of burritos and some other things so my dad and I went inside to look for a menu, we saw no one inside at first, but then a nice tall over-weight man with light brownish colored skin with short dark-colored hair wearing a whitish colored apron walked from the back to greet us.

We asked him for a menu and he gave us one and he walked us to a table to sit down, I could read the menu but I saw no prices, and my dad and I decided to both order a burrito; and so the man asked my dad what did he want on his burrito, and the last thing that my dad wanted on his burrito was some cookies with cream or something weird like that and he made an inside joke about diabetes.

It was a bit embarrassing and the man looked confused, he said that they did not have that but they could put another dessert on his burrito that was similar, and we asked how much would each burrito would cost; and the man said that it had taken us about 3 minutes to order so it would cost no more than $3 for each one, and he said that he would probably give us a discount so that it would be less than that.

He walked away without asking me what I wanted on my burrito, I hoped that they would make me a normal one instead of one like my dad had ordered, and the man told another male worker to bring us some entrées; and I noticed that magically other people were starting to arrive, and there were other workers around now.

The new worker brought us the first entrée, he had a bad attitude so he just threw them down leaving on of them about to spill, and so I had to straighten it; and my dad complained about his attitude.

The first entrée was two small cups of milk with three small circular light brown/tan cookies with vanilla cream between them in each cup, and the second entrée was two small plates of an interesting looking dish with guacamole and avocados and some other things.

I remember starting on the dessert first, I could actually somewhat taste it and the texture and everything seemed real, but then my dad commented about my cheeks puffing up like I was about to spit something up; and at first I thought that I had put too much food in my mouth, and so I tried to swallow it but then I realized that something was wrong.

I started to feel my body in bed and it felt like something was wrong in the real world, like something was coming up my throat like I was going to vomit or something, I wanted to keep enjoying the dream but I decided to wake up to see what was going on with my body; and I woke up feeling an acid reflex-like feeling like acid was coming up from my stomach to my throat like it wanted to come out.

I checked my pillow to make sure that I did not vomit, I had not fortunately, and then I got up to use the bathroom and voice record my dream; and walk around until I felt like I could go back to sleep without worrying about vomiting.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the day on what looked like the street that E Manor is on near where Mrs. C’s house should be, some other people and I went inside a one-story house, and my former male classmate JF was inside of it.

A strange flying/float shark-like creäture attacked that seemed to be after my former classmate JF but it would attack things that moved and made noise, it could open its entire body like a mouth with teeth on both sides, and it would stab them into across your entire body from both sides.

More strange floating/flying sea-like creäture attacked, some looked somewhat toy-like while others looked like fictional alien-like versions of real sea creatures, and we found out that they could not really see you if you were very still and quiet; but they kept slowly searching the house for us, and just floating around instead of leaving.

We stood around quietly as these creepy floating sea-like creatures floated around slowly or hovered near us, some of them had large almost human-like and toy-like creepy eyes, and sometimes they would stare at us but they could not see us because we were still and quiet; and so we had to stay like this, which was uncomfortable, and creepy.

We wondered why were they not leaving and we were getting tired of standing around quietly, and so at some point I started trying to make an escape plan; but before I could finish my plan my former male classmate JF broke under the stress/pressure, and he started screaming and running out of the house so everyone else did as well.

The floating sea-like creatures attacked but they could not get all of us so some of us escaped outside, once outside I started looking around trying to see how man people survived, and I wanted to find my former classmate JF because they seemed to be after him.

I wanted to get some people to help me go back inside the house to help save some of the others before they get killed, I probably ran back inside to fight some of the creatures, and maybe some others joined me; and maybe we were doing pretty good, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Charlotte Gainsbourg’s House | Flying / Floating And Stopping A Young Woman From Killing Herself / Committing Suicide

Dream 1

I remember part of two dreams from last night, with the first dream starting with me somehow seeing an interview/tour/visit of Charlotte Gainsbourg‘s house, and it took place during the day in another country.

The host was narrating as they showed video clips of the country & city that they were in while also giving some facts/information about it, he said the name of the show/whatever, he explained what they were about to do, he said that they were going to Charlotte Gainsbourg’s house, and he explained who she was while showing video/audio clips from some of her films/music videos/past interviews/et cetera.

The host arrived to neighborhood where Mrs. Gainsbourg lived and he said the name of the neighborhood & street to my surprise, he showed video clips of various areas in & around the neighborhood, and he explained the history of the neighborhood.

It seemed that Mrs. Gainsbourg lived in a downtown-like area in a city, there were sidewalks with businesses on both sides of the street, there was a park nearby, there probably was a bus stop & train station/subway nearby, and so basically almost everything the average person needs was in walking distance; and so this was a nice area to live but not many people lived in this area it seemed, and so it was probably expensive & space was limited.

The host & his camera crew parked next to a sidewalk and Mrs. Gainsbourg was waiting for them on the sidewalk, they greeted each other, and Mrs. Gainsbourg walked them toward her house which was a few feet away from the sidewalk; and she & her family lived in a multi-story building that was divided into several houses or there were several separate houses that were connected/touching, and the building/houses almost looked like businesses from the street.

Mrs. Gainsbourg’s house was probably four stories tall and the other houses were probably three stories tall, because Mrs. Gainsbourg’s first floor & entrance was at basement level/sub-level, and Mrs. Gainsbourg walked them down the stairs to the entrance which was at basement level; and so you could not see the entrance unless you were standing at the top of the steps, even then you could only see part of the door & it was a bit dark because of the almost cave-like entrance-way, and so this gave them extra privacy/security/noise protection/et cetera.

Before entering the house Mrs. Gainsbourg made it clear to the viewing audience that she did not want random people/strangers coming to her house/door uninvited or she/her family would probably not answer the door, the host looked at the camera as well & he basically told the viewing audience the same thing to reinforce what Mrs. Gainsbourg had just said, and after the pause Mrs. Gainsbourg mentioned that her husband & kids also lived in the house; and they entered the house as Mrs. Gainsbourg talking, but I woke up.

Dream 2

The last dream took place during the day in a fictional housing area with apartments/buildings/parking lots/fields/et cetera, something happened that I can not remember that caused me to start trying to fly/float to avoid something/someone after I remembered that I have flown/floated before but I probably did not realize that I was dreaming, and I started to float/fly/glide; and at some point I escaped from whatever I was avoiding, and I practiced trying to improve my floating/flying because I was having a hard to controlling it & I could not fly/float very high.

At some point I needed to take a break from flying/floating because it was getting harder & harder to do & so I landed by an abandoned looking multi-story apartment building, and so I went inside to explore it; and to my surprise a lot of the inside had an old mud/dirt/rock-like look to it, and so I explored some of the abandoned apartments.

Some of the apartments had water leaks that made little ponds & waterfalls inside parts of some of the apartments, this water also made cracks/formations in the mud/dirt/rock/whatever that looked cool like when natural objects get carved naturally over time by the weather, and I felt that it was sad that this apartment building was abandoned because with a bit of work it could be livable again; and I wished that I could fix up the apartment building and live in it, and so I considered trying to find the owner.

At some point I reached an upper floor to explore one of the apartment rooms, but the apartment room looked like someone was living inside of it because it was nice looking & there was furniture/et cetera; and so I started sneaking around in case someone did live there.

I heard a TV & people talking as I sneaked around, at some point I saw a family (mom, dad, kids, grandparents) having a good time sitting in a living room watching TV & talking probably in Spanish, and so I watched from a hidden position for a moment; and then I started trying to sneak out of the apartment room now that I knew that someone lived inside of it, but a kid going to or from a bathroom saw me & the kid yelled to the rest of the family that an intruder was in the house.

I started to run & try to float/fly out of the apartment room, the mom came running to her kid & she saw me floating/flying away but my back was facing her so she did not see my face, and eventually I escaped outside floating/flying; but I was having a hard time controlling it & I still could not fly very high, and so I had to land & jump sometimes to get back into the air/sky.

To my surprise the grandmother & kids came outside yelling & chasing me as I struggled to try to fly/float, and so I started flapping my airs like a bird & acting like I was swimming in the air to help myself float/fly higher & control it better; and this worked somewhat, and I told the grandmother & the kids that I meant them no harm but they kept chasing me.

At some point I decided to land to talk with them to explain what had happened, the grandmother was angry & she did not believe me at first, but eventually she believed me & I apologized; and then the kids started to ask me how could I fly/float, and I tried to explain it to them & I showed them how I did it.

This was fun and the kids had fun, even though they could not fly, and at some point they said goodbye & they went back to their apartment; and then I went to another building that was apartment-like/school-like, and I came across a young woman with whitish colored skin with shoulder length hair who was trying to kill herself.

I stopped the young woman from killing herself or interrupted her, I talked with her, and I walked her to her family to explain the situation to them so that they could help her/get her help; and we walked past classroom-like rooms on parts of the first floor, and we went to an upper floor down hallways of apartment-like rooms.

The young woman had a mom & a sister, and they were in a hang-out / lounge-like apartment room having a family gathering/hangout with her grandparent’s from her mom’s side of the family & her mom’s siblings & her cousins from her mom’s side of the family; and there was about twelve people or so at the gathering.

I quietly introduced myself and I asked the mom if I/we could talk with her privately about a private/serious matter, the mom said that it was okay to talk in front of the rest of her family & so I whispered to her that her daughter had tried to kill herself, and we started talking about what had happened; and the grandmother heard us, and she started talking as well.

Their family was surprisingly relaxed and open with each other, too relaxed, and they did not make a huge deal out of the situation to my surprise; but they probably were going to take the daughter to get help/counseling the next day, but until then they wanted her to relax.

The young woman wanted to go outside to relax for a little while, the rest of the family wanted to continue their gathering inside, and so they asked me to take her outside & stay with her & bring her back to them when she was finished/ready; and I said that I would do that, and I started walking the young woman back to the first floor to take her outside.

I felt a bit awkward/uncomfortable having this responsibility to help someone who(m) I did not know & who was suicidal, but I wanted to help; but when we reached the first floor the young woman ran off, I thought that she was excited & wanted to hurry outside, but I heard a loud crash around the corner & down the hall out of my view which was the direction that she ran.

I ran to see what happened, I saw the young woman getting up at the entrance/exit door like she had run into the door, and I ran to help her; and I asked her if she was okay & I asked her what had happened, and she said that she ran into the door & I wondered if she had done it on purpose.

I wanted to take her back to her family so they could check her for injuries, so we started walking back to her family, but then she ran again around a corner out of my view; and I ran after her, and I heard a loud crash again & I saw her getting up like she had run into the wall.

I now knew that she did it on purpose and I asked her what was she doing & was she trying to kill herself again, she said that running into things as hard as she could on purpose did not count as trying to kill yourself in her opinion, but it was clear that she was trying to kill herself again; and so I talked with her about it, and I picked her up to carry her back to her family to avoid her trying to kill herself again before we could reach them.

I carried her to her family and I explained what had happened, and they started talking with her; and I felt even more awkward as I stood back letting them handle the situation, I told them that I would give them some privacy, but that I would return later to check on the young woman; and I walked off, but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Trying To Protect The Citadel On Mass Effect 3 | Floating / Flying On A Balloon-Like Object?

Source: Wikipedia

I forgot most of my dreams from last night, I barely remember part of two dreams, but even those two dreams are very unclear unfortunately.

Dream 1

I know that one dream involved me playing and/or being in the video game Mass Effect 3, during a fictional mission where my squad / team & I were on The Citadel fighting threats that had attacked/invaded the Citadel, and I know that Garrus Vakarian was on my team but I can not remember who our other teammate was (probably Liara T’Soni).

I remember using powers like throw/et cetera and using guns against the threats as we fought our way around the Citadel, there were moments where I had to make decisions & talk with people, but I can not remember the rest of the dream.

Dream 2

I had another dream that is very unclear now, I was at a fictional college-like campus that is sometimes in my dreams that looks a bit different in each dream but somewhat similar, and I know that my former classmate DC was in the dream at some point.

I might have went to a few classes during the afternoon and I might have attended some events on campus until the evening when it started to get darker outside.

More things happened in the dream but I forgot those parts, I remember avoiding something or several things in the dream at some point by floating / flying on one or more balloon-like object(s) maybe, and I floated/flew around on that object(s) showing off & having fun as DC & some other people watched me at first.

I started learning how to better control how I floated/flew during the dream, it was fun, but that is all that I can remember; and I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

Flying / Floating / Jumping And Getting Chased

I had several fun/action dreams but I forgot most of them, I remember part of the end of one dream, where I could float / fly / jump high somewhat.

The dream took place late in the afternoon or early evening at a fictional version of the shopping center were JCP is located in D, it might have taken place in other parts of D at first, but I am not sure; and I can not remember most of the dream.

I just remember being able to jump high in a slow floating/flying-like way, I had to concentrate/focus to do this, and it was a somewhat slow process where I would be in the air longer than normal/defying gravity I guess.

I remember something happened and a police officer was on the ground, and I was jumping/floating/flying across the rooftops of the stores.

I stopped on the rooftop of the JCP building because I saw one of my former classmates J and a group of people on the ground, and they wanted me to show off my jumping/floating/flying abilities to prove that I could really do that; and so I slowly jumped/floated/flew from rooftop to rooftop to show them.

After my demonstration they wanted me to jump from the BO building to the WP Pool building, which was across the street & it was a long jump that I was not sure that I could make, fortunately trees were in the way; and so I told them that I could not make the jump with the trees in the way.

During my demonstration I was having a hard time jumping/floating/flying, so I was glad that the trees were in the way, because I probably would have missed the jump & hit the road if I had tried. 😀

I guess the dream ended or something, because next I remember riding in an automobile with my family, and we were being chased by police & military-like vehicles during the day.

I remember automobiles chasing us, being shot at by police/military on foot & in other types of vehicles, and there was even a military-like helicopter trying to shoot us a few times.

My dad was driving fast and wildly, and he would almost crash/flip the automobile every time he turned a corner.

We drove through a fictional city out to a highway in the country where there were fenced flat farm-like land on both sides of the road, and the police/military were trying to set up road blocks & attack points against us.

I have no idea why the police/military was trying to kill us, but it did not seem like we could surrender; and so we were running/driving for our lives like in an action movie.

Magically we were barely surviving somehow, but I did not think that we could keep this up forever; and at some point we were going to have to probably leave the automobile to fight and/or run, and we would probably die. 😀

I remember looking out of the various mirrors/windows at all the action, trying to help my dad drive/avoid threats, it was crazy; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr 🙂