One member of the Roman Catholic Girls for Art, the Card's wife, is of two minds. This is because her ancestors were from Alsace-Lorraine. Being of two minds does run in the family as evidenced best when they emigrated to America : They all had both French and German passports. This also explains why the family chose to settle in Detroit. Back then, the French and German populations in Detroit lived across the street from one another. Now, some of you may have already noticed this curious mental tick in the Card's wife. One moment she is German and wants to rule the world. The next moment she is France and wants to sip wine and pass the cheese tray.
All last week and part of this week, she was German. Her target for destruction was Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal. Then something happened that caused her to go all French on me. An active Navy pilot, Pinch Paisley, flew his F15 into view and after appropriately admiring his ariel capabilities, suddenly, the loyal Muensterhound quality she also posesses kicks in. While I am still reeling from Pinch's F15 blowback, she starts reading me the riot act about being mean to Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal. "He can land a plane vertically, you know and all that Marine blah, blah..." If I am ever able to ask the Big Guy upstairs some questions one of them will be, Why did he make the French so emotional? Anyhoo, I explained to the Card's wife that I'm not being mean and that she needs to remember the moment she goes weak, the Marine in him will sense it and snap her neck like a twig.
Since, like the Card, I've learned it is best to go with the Card's Wife mood swings I'm giving in on her current demand to show Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal some love. For her, I've come up with a quiz regarding the elusive Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal:
All pilots have pilot names or monnikers, like for instance, Pinch. Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal must have had one. Somewhere in the way back of his closet, behind his sock braces and Chesterfield, hangs his old pilot suit with his monniker still embroidered on it. Can you guess what it was?
These are my attempts :
* Monocle
* Brandy Snifter
* Fishnets
For extra credit you can take the dog quiz linked under Muensterhound. I'm a Schnauzer.
UPDATE: Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal has kindly provided a clue in the hunt for his pilot name.
You all know what is going to happen this afternoon don't you? She'll return from her day out and see all this James Bond and Dame Diana Rigg stuff and the German side in her will return. Then not only will Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal be once again targeted for destruction but me as well for talking too much.
Mrs. P
Not to be picky or anything, but old Pinch was in an F-14 Tomcat. The F-15 Eagle is an Air Force bird...I know Pinch would like the record set straight...
Posted by: Wg Cdr Sir Basil Seal, KG GCB GBE MC JP | September 29, 2006 at 10:54 AM
Mrs. P, thank you for your insights concerning Fifi Hitler. Better watch for Messerschmidts on the horizon.
Posted by: Card, aka: Ace of Hearts of the IFC (the Flying Wolverines) | September 29, 2006 at 11:16 AM
I'm curious, just how many members are there in the Roman Catholic Girls for Art?
Posted by: Inquiring Minds | September 29, 2006 at 11:37 AM
Are you saying that Mrs. Card is schizophrenic? I don't think such things should be the subject of jest. You may think you're being clever, Mrs. P, but you're joking could be very hurtful to someone who is seriously ill. Not to mention that if your suspicions are well founded, you could be endangering yourself.
Posted by: Mitsy Cabot Vanderholt | September 29, 2006 at 11:41 AM
I take it that Mrs. C is safely out of town and not reading any of this?
Posted by: Wg Cdr Sir Basil Seal, KG GCB GBE MC JP | September 29, 2006 at 11:45 AM
I believe there are 4 actual members, with some 'non-committed' on the fringes and one honorary Prod member...
Posted by: Wg Cdr Sir Basil Seal, KG GCB GBE MC JP | September 29, 2006 at 11:48 AM
Basil, NOT the boys, the girls. Mrs. P referenced the Roman Catholic GIRLS for Art. I asked her how many of them there are.
I realize, of course, that the RCBFA is a much larger and more prestigious organization. I suspect Mrs. P is trying to ride their coattails to fame and fortune with some trumped up, half-baked group of old hens who know next to nothing at all about real art (the kind the RCBFA deals in).
Posted by: Inquiring Minds | September 29, 2006 at 12:10 PM
We're very exclusive. No birth controllers allowed so that cuts down on the ranks as the Protestants have come to learn the hard way.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 12:12 PM
By the way, this post is supposed to be about showing the love to Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal and not about the Card's wife mental ticks or the very exclusive RCGFA.
So Mitsy, what is you best guess at the Commander's pet plane name?
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 12:29 PM
Just to be clear (is that allowed at Patum Peperium?), I think we are tying to guess the name given to Wing Commander Sir Basil Seal as a pilot--not the name of his plane. I will assume that Mrs. P is right about the clue: HamsterHammer.
Posted by: Sgt.Fiendish | September 29, 2006 at 02:01 PM
l guess someone has to snuff them out. They do breed faster than Catholics.
I like Hamster Cage.
Sgt., BTW, check your email.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 02:24 PM
Oh, OK.
Ummm...Putzi Hanfstaengl? (Known throughout the Reich as the Piano Playing Hamster Hammer.)
Posted by: Card | September 29, 2006 at 03:35 PM
Wait a minute Card. Wasn't one of those Nazi's known as the Desert Fox? Basil's the Desert Hamster.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 03:41 PM
Marupa is the P's bolivian maid. Fred the hated neighbor is her boyfriend. They have a very complicated relationship.
Posted by: Binky Tittletot | September 29, 2006 at 04:01 PM
Mrs. P, are you there?
Posted by: Card's wife | September 29, 2006 at 04:02 PM
That depends. Are you Germany or France?
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 04:03 PM
It's Friday. France.
Posted by: Card's wife | September 29, 2006 at 04:05 PM
I'm here. Hey, I'm about to chambre Mr. P's wine. Maybe we should have a sip or two in about 30 minutes or so? That wouldn't be so terrible. Besides Mitsy must be into her gin by now and she's very proper.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 04:08 PM
Hmm. Flyboys. Officer and a Gentleman. Richard Gere. Hamsters. I don't think I like where this is going.
Posted by: MCNS | September 29, 2006 at 04:20 PM
Mrs. P, I need your help.
Posted by: Card's wife | September 29, 2006 at 04:38 PM
Quickly, I have to run an errand.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 04:42 PM
I'll be back about 5:15.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 04:44 PM
I've heard from Fiendish and others that I'm sending out blank e-mails. If anyone is receives a blank e-mail from me I would like them to notify me.
Posted by: Card's wife | September 29, 2006 at 04:45 PM
Card's Wife, I'm back. Why are you shooting blanks? Hey, I have to jump in the shower, so I'll be around.
Posted by: Mrs. Peperium | September 29, 2006 at 05:34 PM
The truly sad thing about Mrs. Card being an unstable blend of France and Germany is her complete lack of will power. Try as she might, she just keeps surrendering to herself.
Posted by: Mr. Peperium | September 30, 2006 at 08:15 AM