My name is Sergeant Spencer. Many of the crew members also call me Spenci or Spence. I'm still relatively new to the crew and report on what's going on at our base. I am 67 years old and very pleased to be part of the crew.
I have a dog, probably the last dog, who made it away from Earth. My faithful companion has also integrated very well into the crew and is very well respected (especially by the female crew members). They call him Wookie. Well... somehow I myself am a little jealous of my Space Dog which gets a lot more attention than I do. Life on the planet is not easy. Me and my spacy four-legged friend will keep you up to date on what's going on here in the crew community. Only this morning Harald the crew cook accidentally smashed the dishes so that we had to feed from plastic bags. What an idiot. Wookie was happy, he could eat a fat portion from the floor.
I'll go on and on through the station and see what else there is to report. Maybe I'll meet Janine under the community shower. This is a grenade. If I manage to take a picture, I'll let you know.
Until then and keep your ears stiff
Your Sergeant Spencer, Spenci or Spence.
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