What is the ocean but millions of drops of water?

I had vivid dreams in which I was in a place like Great Bay Temple (there was a central pool of water) and I reset the world and then I was cold and then I was harassed (it got this far, despite the fact that I wrote something about a dwarvish creature, I know I wrote something about a dwarvish creature, and I know I wasn't just hallucinating about writing about a dwarvish creature) by a fat dwarvish creature.

Not that it meant anything. At least, I don't think it meant anything. Since it is spring, it's bitterly cold, so that had something to do with that.

So, I decided what book I'm going to read: Lord of Light. It's apparently a retelling of Siddhartha. I'm very proud of the fact that I managed to ruin it for some jerk who took offense to a character named Yama. No, seriously. I don't make stuff like that up. I may claim that they ventured into the Dark World on a quest for Thai food and were transformed into hunewearls by its power, but that's different.

Burning Question: Has anything ever been ruined for you by someone or something's name?