The changing of my blog name

Yesterday I watched a 30Rock episode in which Kenneth, a sweet and subservient pager guy, told a little anecdote about his childhood, and how he used to stare at his aunt's cookie jar for hours, and felt so calm as though all his troubles were put inside that jar and carefully sealed.

In that sense I thought my blog is analogous to that cookie jar. It's been the only place for me to be myself and think aloud, and not afraid of other people's judgments. Sometimes it even calms me.