WEEK 1 / HOMESomething has gone wrong with my life, and now I live on Mars. My ex convinced us to buy a timeshare, she said ‘Mars is the new Florida. Everyone is retiring there’. It’s warm and dusty, kind of how I imagine Arizona to be. I’ve never been to Arizona. My ex, of an undescript name, and I, have split custody of our martian pug, Becky. Becky is not different from an Earthen pug, other than the fact that she lives on Mars. 

The only way to get Becky safely to my ex in the extreme mars environment is the Becky Bot; a metal automaton. To make the journey more comfortable for Becky I sewed her a satin pillow case, it’s her favorite color too. Not pink, as many assume, but coral.