Bummer.  Can’t help u there, Mickeymantle.  It’s been all too many years since the ol’ “vitamin A” & shroom days, if they ever happened at all, ...& with fatherhood and the fact that everything’s more and more illegal every day in our glorious police state...and a click oriented issue & stuff like that...well surely I’m wayyyy out of the loop now.  M’kids could probably find it quicker than I, ...jeeez!  I hope not.  Haven’t opened those doors of perception framed there by creation & ol’ Leary or Castaneda or Kesey in a long-long time.  Not...on the bus.  Maybe it’s time for a rebirth of electric cool-aid and hairy buffalo punch parties.  Oh, yeah, I think they call them raves now...lol...& smart drink.  But hey, if you locate...maybe let me know, ...we can go halvesies on it.  I’ll call up some o’ my ol’ hepster pals and make a weekend of it beside the lake.  We'll trip in celebration of the in-between-the-lines life...and the groovy people...like you [chuckle/sigh].  Peace.

By the way, my chicken scratch is pure inspiration & perspiration, ...sometimes a few glasses of one spirit or another, ...but I don’t need to be hallucinating to agitate you with paragraphs and ideas, bro. 

Here’s a cool little blog blurb on Albert Hofmann for the interested:  http://thefistofgod.gnn.tv/blogs/11979/Father_of_LSD_turns_100