Ah yes, the nuns. Little did they know how they only fed the flames!
MTV is a poor substitute for Sister Rosa Marie!
Scout

"katysails" wrote in message
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nope....Catholic girl's school thing...nuns ran around with rulers during
dances making sure you were slow dancing at least 6 inches apart....
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"katysails" wrote
OK...I'll explain...the girl places it on teh guys lap when, because
the car
is filled to capapcity, she must sit there...thus there is no chance
of a
close encounter of the ...you know....kind.....


Sheesh! Sounds like a mid-western thing.

Scotty

What was his name?


"katysails" wrote in message
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Detroit....IIRC, aboaut 3 inches thick.....

Jeff Morris wrote:
Bruce Kirby, the designer of the Laser, is Canadian.

True, but the class is relatively popular in the U.S.

DSK

katysails wrote:
OK...I'll explain...the girl places it on teh guys lap when, because the car
is filled to capapcity, she must sit there...thus there is no chance of a
close encounter of the ...you know....kind.....

That sure wouldn't have worked in North Carolina... well it might
nowadays, but it sure wouldn't have when I was a teenager (and dinosaurs
roamed the earth).

DSK

: P Scotty
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What was his name?


"katysails" wrote in message
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Detroit....IIRC, aboaut 3 inches thick.....

Does Percy know?


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: P Scotty
"Scott Vernon" wrote in message
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What was his name?


"katysails" wrote in message
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Detroit....IIRC, aboaut 3 inches thick.....

On Mon, 20 Sep 2004 19:33:05 +1000, OzOne wrote this crap:

Heh heh, When I was a boy, the phone book was hanging from a nail in
the outside dunny :-)


We didn't need phone books when I was a lad. You just turned the
crank, and told the operator who you wanted to talk to.




Pathetic Earthlings! No one can save you now!

OzOne wrote:
Interesting isn't it that all the collegiate stuff is sailed in what
are basically dogs :-)

If you go to that page above and look at the classes you'll see a few
rockets like the Sharpie...nothing like your sharpies :-)

Seen em. I think they started out similar to Lightnings only evolved for


They actually came from EU and were developed here.
They dumped the gaff rig in favor of a full stick and then were
further refined
Pics here
http://www.sharpie.org.uk/pics/photo...hotos2004.html

http://www.sharpie.org.uk/pics/photo...es/Image3.html



Sometimes I wonder what classes in the U.S. would be like if sandbagger
racing had stayed popular... they were similar to the boats the
18-footers grew out of.

Don't know of these.
I assume they were a skiff type hull?


They had a wide variety of hull shapes. They evolved from different
types of work boats, ranging from catboats to sharpies to lighters. But
I think that the demands of carrying an extreme rig & lots of ballast
produced a sort of convergent evolution. By the late 1890s they were
roughly similar skimming dish types.

http://www.phillyseaport.org/workshop/bull&bear.html

http://www.yachtworld.com/core/listi...oat_id=1054450

The usual excuse as to why sandbagger racing died out in the U.S. is
that there was a big temperance (anti-drinking) movement culminating in
Prohibition which also stamped out gambling. Not sure I believe this,
the boats must have been expensive & cantankerous... but a lot of fun!

Fresh Breezes- Doug King

Who the heck is Percy??????
"Scott Vernon" wrote in message
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Does Percy know?


"katysails" wrote in message
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: P Scotty
"Scott Vernon" wrote in message
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What was his name?


"katysails" wrote in message
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Detroit....IIRC, aboaut 3 inches thick.....

We had one of those until I was 5...then we got a modern phone with a
dial....and a new wringer washer to go with the solar dryer....
"Horvath" wrote in message
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On Mon, 20 Sep 2004 19:33:05 +1000, OzOne wrote this crap:

Heh heh, When I was a boy, the phone book was hanging from a nail in
the outside dunny :-)


We didn't need phone books when I was a lad. You just turned the
crank, and told the operator who you wanted to talk to.




Pathetic Earthlings! No one can save you now!