What happened to 2012.  It is speeding by me with not even a glance in my direction.  Major life events must be that time machine that every Sci-fi author and geek tries to invent in their basement or garage.  Should I tell them the secret? or just keep letting them create marvels of machinery and science?

Somewhere in the time travel, I found myself with brush in hand.  Bright, tropical colors appeared in my journal.

…Well, I had a great post going about the secret of life and time travel but the blog ate my post.  I guess the world is not ready for the secrets to be revealed so instead, here are gratuitous pictures of my journal.