Hoop-lah all wet, version 5

Tonight's guest blogger is Carly. She wants you to know catching Riley and friends on the lazy river is very hard. There's pushing and shoving, and it's hard to see when you're floating backwards. And the waves get massive for 10 minutes every hour.

Thanks Carly. Let's throw it back to me.

You might have guessed we hit the pool again today. Lots of fun and all the usual - screaming kids, crazy water rides, concession stand, police . . .

Stop. Did someone say police?

Oh yeah. Before you chastise the teenagers for being, well teenagers, it wasn't them. Oh no, it was an adult, a dad. Escorted out. From the kiddie pool. With his family trailing behind him. Not a Kodak moment. But maybe those don't exist anymore now that everything is digital.

Big Dog and I watched the commotion, and I asked him if he has ever been escorted out by armed guards. Big smirk and a no. Hmmmm . . . inquiring minds want to know. Stay tuned.