My name is Colleen. I’m in my early 30s. I live in the suburbs of Washington, D.C.

I’ve worked as an art store clerk, a pop culture store lackey, a receptionist, a missile system analyst, a concert promoter, a radar analyst, a book publisher PR intern, an intelligence analysis report security officer/editor/publisher, a photo assistant, a graphic designer, a project manager, and a better project manager.

A few months after I turned 30, I left corporate life to farm, because desks and rush hour and kick-off meetings and circling back and deep dives and senior vice presidents and all-hands meetings are bullshit (and certainly won’t help me survive when the lights go out). I’m now an organic vegetable farmhand during the growing season, and a beer buyer and wine seller for a small shop in Northern VA year-round. It’s fantastic. None of this matters. It just tells you I’ve seen life from a lot of angles.

Music, friends, being physically active, coffee, beer, information, growth and possibility are what matter.

I lived in Los Angeles for almost 6 years. I moved back to the DC area in October of 2010. Don’t let this confuse you.

I’m pretty sure that empathy, humility, fuzzy dogs and free time may be the keys to happiness.

(You can also find me on Twitter @colleenmcm, Myspace for old times’ sake at and my svpply page tends to be a fairly accurate barometer of where my head is at lately:

(Wondering what all those random links I used to post pseudo-daily were? It all started here.)

(Find the story of the Tuesday Six here.)