Most people rarely have occasion to read boat names. Usually a profusion of boats indicates a wealthy marina sort of place. In Southern California, such a place is Newport, which has boats with pompous (quasi)American names like the Whispering Wind or the the Santa Bella. In Camargue, they either have semi-drunken French names (Le Vin Rose) or pompous British names (the Jolly Archer). In Hilo, they are about an eighth of the size and have semi-sexual names (the Foolish Pleasure) or names referring to fish, which I suppose goes to show the duel purpose in Hawaii of owning a boat: fishing for ahi and ono, and having lots of sex. Or, if having a nice fishing boat doesn't get you all the girls, some good masturbation fantasies (e.g., the Wet Dream 1).
In any case, I think it may be a sign of dissociative fugue (which is at least a very symphonic sounding name for a disorder) when you begin thinking in forms of public media. As in, "That would make a good blog."
So I'll stop here, and go back to staring at my computer screen.
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