I have no idea where I will be living in five months. No clue as to where I will be working. Not an inkling of a notion of what is going to take place in my life, good or bad. But I do know one thing: there is no una cosa en el mundo that could keep me from being at Madison Square Garden on October 5th. Not. A. Buggin'. Thing (yeah, and that includes you, Swine Flu).