Jay Groce is a male human of good height who was born just after the moon landing. He lives in a 125 year-old house with his high school sweetheart, his last two dogs ever, and his dead kid’s cat. He loves to cook, mountain bike and write, but must on occasion travel the US in search of funding. Agoraphobic-curious, Mr. Groce divides his writing time between his home office and one of five coffee shops within walking distance in his small Colorado town. He began blogging in September, 2001, when he was a young man full of vigor and devoid of work ethic. Mr. Groce is casually amassing pieces for his first book of essays, expected at the end of 2020.