Ooh ooh me!
I grew up in the desert of southern California, and had an awesome collection (not sure if they were anything special, but they sure were purty!) The box was so big and heavy, my stepdad wouldn't let me bring it with when we moved.
My mom would tell stories of taking me to the river (Colorado) in the summer, and laying down to sunbathe...while she was doing that, I was collecting apparently, as she would go to leave, her purse was about 20 lbs heavier
We just drove down to Arizona, and the little town I was from in February. I had big plans to go out rock hunting, but I became ill while down there. I didn't even step foot out in the "desert"-> actually rock hunting *sniff*
It's boring for rocks up here, unless you count field boulders pulled out of the soybean/corn fields, or landscape rock around houses-pfft. I did recently learn of a type of agate out by the black hills (western SD) so I think I'll be doing some searching the next time we are out that way.