Todaywas anotherof those too-rare days that I attack the worsening jumble ofmy desk in aneffort to restore it to a more reasonable state of disorder. As usual while shuffling through the papers I saw two fire-engine-red, polka-dotted mushrooms looking up at me appealingly from a photograph in a magazinearticle. This time they stopped me. Tempted by thatbrightphoto of fly agaric,Amanita muscaria, I took the pages to my desk and began what became aheady plunge intothe inner storyof mushrooms, f...