Carlos Castaneda died in Westwood, California, in 1998. "His only real sorcery,” writes Kathryn Lindskoog in her entertaining book Fakes, Frauds, and Other Malarkey (1993), "was turning the University of California into an ass.” The next time you come close to a crow, try calling out "Hello Carlos!” If you are high enough on peyote, you might hear the bird answer.