Here I'm standing with the security force guarding my hotel. They wouldn't let me wear their funky hats. They searched our driver's car everyday with mirrors. We went through a metal detector as well, but that was lame. Because the alarm went off every time, but he waved us on. And by the way, TUBBS, I don't have my hands behind my back because I'm handcuffed.

Here is a another Pool Rules for my FB friends from my hotel called the Lemon Tree. Comparing it to the one I posted when I was in South Carolina for my son's graduation from Parris Island for the Marines, it is definitely well written. I especially like the part that no swimming after eating. I guess my mom was right?