"I don't know where I'm a-gonna go when the volcano blow." ~Jimmy Buffett Ever feel like you're trapped in a pseudo-reggae song written by a white guy from Mobile, Alabama? Some days it's a sick kid, or spouse, or dog. Some days it's a key vendor who disappears on you, or a merchant account that freezes a bunch of your funds, or a web host that implodes on launch day. Some days it's a choking cloud of ash that spreads over half of Europe. Rest assured,