Easy. Bike is going fast, jeep is going slow in adjacent lane. Jeep abruptly changes lanes in front of motorcycle. Rider either target fixates, is looking elsewhere until it’s too late, or it all just happens too fast. CRUNCH!
Or if it was in traffic, the rider was lane-splitting and the Jeep changed lanes across his path.
Doggio I don’t think I’m having a mid-life crisis, but if so, it coming at 65 gives me hope for a long and eventful retirement. 
Yaay for Moms who are a) still alive, and b) somebody a MMPer would want to talk to.
I’m glad the new mobile home improves your view of the scenery. And probably your view of itself; an eyesore by any other name is still an eyesore and the new one is probably at least neutral, if not downright pleasant-looking compared to the ramshackle disaster that it’s replacing.
Forgot to mention … My haircut was due last week while stuff was too crazy. And it had been getting too long anyhow for a week+ before that.
Plus my beard was waaay out of control. Next week I (probably) need to shave the beard off since they’ll be cutting off a cancer in the middle of there and a beard with a 2" x 2" divot missing looks kinda disreputable.
Anyhow, that means I had a free opportunity to completely restyle the beard & hair for the trip. And if turned out badly, well, it’ll be gone in a few days. So I had my barber do that last night after the day’s work was done and before the sleazy dive salit dinner. I now have a much more fashionably modern haircut and much more tailored beard. First impressions: I like it and will probably keep it. Even if I have to zero the beard next week it’ll be back to this full in 2 months tops.
FCM welcome to starting to come home. And with no immediate need to drive to IND. Woot!! The recliner awaits. And, ref cookie just above me here, so does the washer/dryer. 
Part of the reason I take shorter trips (so far) is just that. About the 10th day out it’s hard to maintain enthusiasm for ongoing novelty. Or I’m/you’re trapped in an environment, like a ship, where the novelty is mostly exhausted and now things get boring.
Ouch! Best of luck to them both! 
You are wise in the ways of these primitive humans. I admire your skill and aplomb.
Got down to darn near 50 overnight here. Brr!
Congrats on son coming over. Sounds like he’s the less distracted / overtasked / flaky of your several offspring?
As to me:
Early returns are this bed & room will work well for me. After 3+ decades of sleeping in a strange bed 10-15 nights per month I’m not real fussy about that stuff, but some are (a lot) easier to like than others. This’ll be plenty good enough.
Awoke naturally about 45 minutes early after not quite enough sleep, so hustled through my shevelment, final packing of tidbits, and a power bar for pre-breakfast, then summoned a Lyft to the train station to catch an earlier train.
Overnight was about 54/12, so standing outside waiting for car and train about 15 minutes total was chilly. Today in Miami is perfectly clear skies and now at ~9am it’s warmed up to 59/15 on the way to 74/23. In Sint Maarten it’s an hour later, so ~10am, and 83/28 on the way up to 85/30 with overnight lows of 77/25. Which weather should hold every day for the next 2 months then it’ll start getting warmer.
Have had a nice “free” breakfast at the club, am still caffinatin’, and have time to spare before the flight goes. Not having pressure to stay home as late as possible or get home as soon as possible is a very unfamiliar experience. Home is wherever I’m standing.
I should be checked in at the hotel by 4:30pm, so about 90 minutes before sunset. Time for some sand and then some rhum & ???. Thu morning / afternoon I’ll be doing this: Eco Tour Full-Day Around the Island of Sint Maarten (tripadvisor.com). Still working out what to do on Fri; I’ll resolve that during the ~3+ hour flight
) seem pretty cool with motorcycles. Most people know lane-splitting is not illegal, and will move over in their lanes to give motorcyclists room to pass. A very few people move the other way to prevent motorcyclists from passing. I’m sure there are a lot of people sitting in traffic who are jealous that motorcycles can split lanes and operate in the carpool lanes, but I seldom encountered outright aggression. I was once flipped off because, through their signalling, a couple of people were angry that I was riding my motorcycle in the carpool lane. Another time, a guy in a '70s or early-'80s POS wouldn’t let me get by. When there finally was an opening, I gunned it. He gave me the finger… and got a very hard thwack on the hand from my rear-view mirror. Wouldn’t be surprised if he suffered structural failure.
