I’ve been good about keeping myself moving. Weather that ms running from things I don’t want to deal with, or run towards the next thing I’m doing, always moving. These last two days have been the recovery of that. Slept a stupid amount yesterday and gave in and played 9 hours of WoW today.

An entire book could be written about this interaction and why you don’t use chat bots for customer service.

Walk out of work for my midnight break and saw the fog. WHY AM I HERE? I should be shooting in the quarter. Also, walked to the levy to try and get a photo of the Huey P. It’s thick out there.

I started looking at flight information from the weekend and my anger towards spirit got way worse.

Calling in and sleeping 14 hours after this weekend was absolutely the right call

And finally back

I should absolutely call in tonight.

Two days later, I’m finally on a plane to somewhere. Is it home? Not yet (in fact going an equal distance past New Orleans) but leaving Orlando.

I know there’s a joke about how neurodivergent people need to check their gate before anything to make sure it’s there, but I feel absolutely justified making sure the plane was at the gate immediately today after the last few days.

I sent another roll throw the fucking xray. At least MCO has the older machines and it’s only 400iso.

The Spirit chat bot started repeating itself so I got bored

Is arguing with the instagram chat bot helping? Not in any meaningful way, but it’s making me feel a bit better.

I ain’t angry

I’ll apologize now to people that follow me. Once I get to the airport tonight, I’m gonna have 7 hours until my 6am flight with Southwest, so I might be letting loose on here.

Spirit’s customer service was so bad, I’m cancelling my next two Disney days. Am I getting refunds for those flights? Nope, but I will not fly with them anymore.

Ok, I am the most hippie chill with customer service people. So let me tell you that’s Spirit’s customer service is so bad I had to stop myself from saying “I look forward to when this company goes under and you lose your job”

Fucking ballsy automation for a cancelled flight on currently an hour on hold about

Well, my days of flying spirit are done.

I’m gonna eat a Mickey pretzel while looking at Christmas lights and learning about sustainable agriculture

All four parks in one day and I still have 3 hours or so before I head to the airport.

For anyone curious, Donald Duck shoots on a rangefinder

See also people who use captions on TikTok and Instagram to make a joke.

I only recently realized I could use my voice to text to make including more descriptive alt text easier. Definitely helps be more consistent with detailed info.

When people ask why I wasn’t angry about my flight getting cancelled, I’m just gonna show this

One of the reasons I love solo days is the change on a whim. I’ll often decide I’m doing something else because a different bus shows up.

As much as it’s about the nostalgia and escapism, a lot of my love for Disney World is a walkable city and efficient and free public transportation system.

Up for 30 hours and a full day at Disney to get 4 hours of sleep and do it again.

So flight cancellation turned into getting rebooked to the same flight, which means another day at Disney

And flight got cancelled and nothing like a bunch of pissed off New Orleanians in a line.

Flight home is delayed an hour and a half. I’ll have been up 29 hours by the time I get home.

One the way to the airport. Managed my 35k today.

One last ride before heading to the airport

I’m about to use a whole roll of $24 film on Living with the Land

My Disney friends will understand the distances; Candlelight Processional to the Land Pavillion in 6 minutes.

I’m not a believer, but this is hitting all the feels.

One day, I will come to Disney and not break a camera. Today is not that day.

At least three other people on the plane this morning doing a Disney day as well.

I’d have to get it, right?

Sent a roll of film through the xray at MSY. @spotto.bsky.social might even be the 36 shots in one spot roll. Gonna shoot it like it has nothing to live for. Shutter drag? Why not! Light leaks? Let’s hope. Double x? You damn well better believe it!

And there’s fools waiting in a Starbucks line

Film for tomorrow 🏰📷

If it’s happening/happened/going to happen, I’m torn between being able to make a “it happened. What are you going to do next? I’m going to Disney World” video and going tomorrow, or it happening while I’m at Disney World tomorrow making the most magical place a bit more magical.

YOU DUMB FUCKS. THIS IS ME. I have a scooter. I can walk. I can't, however, walk through 80 miles of airport. I can walk onto an airplane or through hallways. I can't walk the .5 mile to the convention center. People, get smarter, it's embarrassing at this point.

Let the bears move to Indiana. Got plenty of hobbies to fill my Sundays instead.

Doing what I do with photography, I’m going to have to entertain every conversation about possible projects presented through social media. This also means I’m going to walk face first into NFT scam conversations.

See, what I want is this but in an ugly Christmas sweater

The glamorous life of content creation

Walk out of work and my Chicago blood kicks in like I could spend all day in this weather.

These massive blunt-nosed bastard trucks need to be taxed out of existence. They're a consistent threat to the safety of pedestrians and cyclists (especially children).

Two or three obsessions in these photos