Flo and I are having a chat over Chinese Food she ordered from The Many Feathered Phoenix. I’ve never been a big fan of Chow Mein, but I don’t want to offend Flo. She’s pretty touchy these days.
I thought it best to avoid the subject of Apparitions for the time being. So I brought over a 1940’s Science Fiction magazine I just bought at the Antique Troll Shop in Springfield.
“Look, what I found the other day – another vintage Sci-Fi magazine. I so dig the art! Nothing like it these days – have a look.”
Flo was busy picking the almonds out of the Almond Chicken.
“I hate nuts, so I ordered this for you,” she said. She was so intent on nut-picking, she didn’t look up to see the awesome cover of my new find.
“But, you’re an artist – I thought you’d like to see some of the best vintage art of that era…”
“I’m a designer, not an artist,” Flo frowned, as she took a bite of chicken. “There’s a big difference. And, besides, these days I’m not interested in anything but finding out how the hell I landed in Ghost Land. Just like art and design, there’s a big difference between Sci-Fi and Psi-Fi. One’s made-up and the other’s up-made.”
She giggled at her semi-joke and then, looked up at me, with those big, green, wondering eyes. She took a few sips of the Jasmine tea that came with lunch. But, she held her gaze on me while I sampled the egg roll.
I was thinking was there a difference? Psi vs Sci? Or when you got down to it, was Outer Space, Outer Space whether outside your body or inside your mind?
“Remember that old cartoon, “Spy vs. Spy” in Mad Magazine. Well, I think it sort of relates. Sci still fighting Psi – and, will keep discrediting it until there’s laboratory proof it exists.’
Flo looked almost dejected, so I quickly added, “But maybe there’s hope. Once upon a time, nobody believed we’d put somebody on the Moon – that was sci-fi – and then, look what happened.”
Yeah, I guess,” Flo put down her chopsticks and broke open her fortune cookie.
“Your truth is stranger than fiction,” She read aloud, and we both had a laugh.