As it turns out, I didn't see any that were so cool I would risked being seen stacking them up in the golf cart. Now if I were in Austin instead of Houston there may have been some Texas Holey rock, in which case I might have hijacked a forklift to bring it all back!
I did notice my mind wandering to fish quite a bit on the way. When were stopped at one warehouse, my two companions were discussing wiring while I studied the labels on the boxes and thought "6-inch purple BTCs? I don't know what they are, but I bet a quartet would look gorgeous in my tank!"
