To The Gentleman at the GW Bridge Who Dropped a Dime on the Floor that I Happily Picked Up and Handed to Him:

While I don't think my doing so means you should be sitting around a campfire singing country-western songs about me, I don't think I'm out of bounds in thinking that being shown some semblance of gratitude is somewhat deserved.  A simple "thanks!" maybe or, at the very least, a nod of acknowledgement.  But hey, I know you've got a lot of things on your mind.  We're at  war, bad economic times, we might've been duped as a people by the Kardashian wedding.  Ramble on, noble American.

Yours,
XMASTIME