Arthur Mullen's blog
With the warm air in New England this week I spent some time out in nature. The other day I woke up early and ran six miles, before the temperature soared into the nineties. As I was cooling down and catching my breath, back in Harvard Sq. at the end of my run, I walked… Continue reading Chase Waterfalls
...and I don't have a rusty chain. It was seventy degrees (in the shade) today in Cambridge. I oiled up the chain of my fixed gear bike and hit the streets. My friend and I had Saturday brunch at the S & S (a taste of my brunch nemesis). Bravely, like a big duck, I… Continue reading I am not a Baby Duck
I am coming home from Key West with peace of mind that hopefully outlasts my fading sun tan. The lists that I made before setting out, and the agenda my attorney made at the beginning of the journey, are not totally checked off. My lists never are. But I do feel like the journey itself… Continue reading Twenty One Tropical Miles