Hi Jim
good to see you planning the 05 Tybee and Atlantic 1000 race --AGAIN!!

Some might get the wrong impression about boats ,-wout asked if only N 20s would be used ,-I,m not sure but think they will have serveral classes of catamarans and would probably accomodate other similar speed cat designs to the inter 20 .-They listed this last year -
copy--Classes will consist of 18 and 20 foot production catamarans with beams no more than 8.5 feet and spinnaker rigged by the factory, except as changed by this Notice of Race. Classes shall include, but not be limited to:
Inter 20 - factory spinnaker
Nacra 6.0 - New England 6.0 spinnaker
Hobie 20 - factory spinnaker
NAF 18 - factory spinnaker
Open - factory spinnaker rigged
Portsmouth .6300 or below.
also --off subject ,just read this op-ed in the NY tIMES
BY sTEVE mARTIN --always been a fan and have enjoyed his work -it is unusual to find him writting an op -ed much less published in the NYTimes --
here is a copy --if interested ,-
--have fun -Carl
NYTimes.com > Opinion
OP-ED CONTRIBUTOR
The King and I
By STEVE MARTIN
Published: December 5, 2004
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TIMES NEWS TRACKER
Martin, Steve -
T is fitting that so many major news organizations have asked me to herald the coming to the United States of the artifacts from King Tut's tomb. After all, I'm the one who wrote the silly song about him. I stepped over the backs of many Egyptologists who wanted to write this article, but it's better that they learn their lesson now: silly song writers are powerful and vicious people who will stop at nothing to write an article about subjects they have treated in a silly way.
I know that the song "King Tut" has become a standard and that many people believe it has been around for three-quarters of a century and was probably written by Cole Porter or Irving Berlin. But no, I wrote it in my car while driving - and you probably won't believe this - I wrote it in less than 15 minutes. The song broke musical ground in that if you look at the sheet music, there are asterisks where the notes should be, because the song has no tune. You will realize this if you hum the song in your head right now. This of course angered many so-called legitimate songwriters who have to make up melodies to go with their lyrics.
It does strike me as ironic that the song has become the standard reference work on the subject of King Tut. Many of the lines in the song are now believed to be fact. In this article I should - as a serious scholar - set the record straight:
King Tut was not "born in Arizona."
He did not live in a "condo made of stone-a."
King Tut did not "do the monkey," nor did he "move to Babylonia."
King Tut was not a honky.
He was not "buried in his jammies."
The song does, however, make a valid assertion that scholars still regard as a breakthrough: King Tut was, as explained in the song, "an Egyptian."
When I got a call from a high-level Egyptian museum official saying that his country was upset that my song "King Tut" was not being played worldwide as much as it should be, and asking me if I would endorse an American tour of the artifacts in order to increase awareness of my song, I humbly agreed. The gentleman said, "If we thought that our exhibit would, in some way, introduce your song to even one more person, then the whole enterprise would be worth it." I am proud to be of service.
Steve Martin is the author of "The Pleasure of My Company
added note ,-- my appologies for the unusual sence of humor and the sometimes too frequent distraction and off subject content posts to the very serious topic of catamaran sailing

Here are the lyrics to King Tut if you have temporarily forgotten them ---sing along if you like --
Lyrics for: King Tut
King Tut (King Tut)
Now when he was a young man,
He never thought he'd see
People stand in line to see the boy king.
(King Tut) How'd you get so funky?
(funky Tut) Did you do the monkey?
Born in Arizona,
Moved to Babylonia (king Tut).
(king Tut) Now, if I'd known
they'd line up just to see him,
I'd trade in all my money
And bought me a museum. (king Tut)
Buried with a donkey (funky Tut)
He's my favorite honkey!
Born in Arizona,
Moved to Babylonia (king Tut)
Dancin' by the Nile, (Disco Tut)
The ladies love his style, (boss Tut)
Rockin' for a mile (rockin' Tut)
He ate a crocodile.
He gave his life for tourism.
Golden idol!
He's an Egyptian
They're sellin' you.
Now, when I die,
now don't think I'm a nut,
don't want no fancy funeral,
Just one like ole king Tut. (king Tut)
He coulda won a Grammy,
Buried in his Jammies,
Born in Arizona, moved to Babylonia,
He was born in Arizona, got a condo made of stone-a,
King Tut!