Incidentally, the name has no subliminal meaning whatsoever, the words just fit together well, I thought.

I like your blog, and have ever since I bumped into it somehow or another. But the reason I first came here was because of the name. While I now live in California, my childhood summers were often spent dipping for bluecrabs along marina pilings in Southern Maryland with my sister. In the late afternoon, we would haul our basket of crabs and seaweed back to my great-uncle’s vacation cabin where they would be steamed and served for dinner. I suppose those days are long gone and one isn’t able to dip a half-bushel of crabs off the marina piers anymore but the name of your blog brought back that memory of my sister and I hauling that basket of crabs up the road back to the cabin. Every time I see your blog, it is a little reminder of home and good times of days long gone.