Well it has been basically a week and I decided to turn the compost pile. Stamets mentions 96 hour maximums before piles run out of oxygen and start anaerobic composting - avoid. A magical thing happened.I had turned over the long pile into one huge mound and I noticed the steam and good off gasing as I dug out the original pile. It then started raining! A gentle misty rain and the ambient lighting was a mellow 85% of norm. The whole block was silent with the people all snug in their houses. I was hit with an sudden overwhelming happyness for some strange reason, I had a mother nature grin.
I felt like I was very close with nature and communing in a co-creator state. Here I was tending a massive amount of substrate, creating a world for billions of microbes, thousands of fungi, and hundreds of insects to play out their lives and die and they were thankfull to me, and I felt it. I broke out singing along to Pink Floyd-Comfortably Numb while thinking about the future. These little lifeforms would not know my purpose but would only know I am giving them life, food, and shelter... if they could I bet they would errect little temples to me and do some arcane worship and start web sites and debate on chatlines about the meaning of life.
Ah well... it was totally bizzare and almost trippy but I never felt more alive out there.
Its amazing to compare the long compost pile when I was finished, it is probably near 20 feet long because I have also added another 45 gallons of horse shit with more mounds of grass clippings. The older end which I had finished tending is about 2 to 3 shades darker than the new end and I can see it traveling on its way to forest litter earthy tones of browns and blacks.
I turned around to discover HUGE white mushrooms smiling at me. Caps must have been 9 inches or more in diameter. White stems, white caps with cracked remnants of the outer surface material leaving curly flakes all over the cap. Stem white, hollow about 6 inches tall. Gills white.... wonder what they are, I don't have any non-(psilocybe and dangerous lookalikes) field guides to mushrooms. But its happy under the shade of a bush in the nice loamy soil of an underground composting experiment done years back.
Speaking of which maybe I had better move Mad Ass Experiment#3 to where the shrooms are growing, I notice that the black plastic bag got quite a good bit of direct sun. The mycelium/BRF-VM clusters inside are still alive and grabing ahold of the horse balls but no explosive growth yet. Notice a few small flies and beetles in there... hmmm 
P.S. have to add this edit. This horse shit is great stuff to work with. No odor at all and lots of good fuel for the compost engine. I smell the wet grass way more than any detectable manure odor. If you got a choice between cow and horse go for the horse like industry does for your composting piles. If all you got is cow go ahead and use it. Donkey, Elephant, whatever you can get 
[This message has been edited by The Learner (edited April 17, 2000).]