Sometime in the week I had the rental car, someone left behind this little red bag. I found it as I was cleaning up the car a little before returning it at JFK, and forgot about it until I cleaned out my shoulder bag. It seems like a trivial little thing, but I've been known to attach serious sentimental attachment to what would otherwise be trivial little things, so on the off chance that one of the people to whom I gave a ride read this here LJ, here's a picture:
I can mail it back or just hold onto it till the next time I see whoever owns it.