Bugle Central

Nearly three years and still standing, your faithful Miltonian chugs on.  September, especially here in Oregon, is still Summer Four to us.  We still want to swim one more time, we still want to sweat on the side of a big hill one more time, we still want to look down at green vistas one more time, and we still want to head to the coast ALL THE TIME.  As for Autumn One?  ELK, yo.  Ever since our Great Relocation out West, it has been our implicit, insistent, persistent, and SERIOUS desire to see elk, particularly Bugling Elk, doing their thing, bugling deeply and freely, in the wild.  WE DEMAND THIS.  

Four more months of this glorious year of Our Ord, 2009.  Whatcha got planned?  We want to get it out there that we’re thankful for everyone who came to our Novels in Progress reading, and we’re letting you know that if all goes well we’ll have one more go at it before the end of the year.  You care, so we’re there.  

There’s so many places these days to disseminate information, or diffuse it.  Are we Facebook friends?  Every time I post a video on Facebook I’m worried it should have just been up here on the Miltonian, but that Facebook crowd is so responsive, so instant, so…there.  Why are you, the Miltonians, so silent?  In 2006 when this Online Magazine/Source/Scene got started, there was a serious coterie of cats who chimed in with boisterous comments every time something of note was posted onto our notable digital pages.  Now it’s quiet.  We post less, you say less.  But we’re here, and so are you, if our stat counters aren’t lying to us.  Speak up.  Here’s the wheel: now steer.  It’s your ship too.

Where’s the best elk-watching spots in Oregon?  We hear it’s Eastern Oregon.  The bugling begins in the Fall.  We want to be there.  Don’t you?  Also: the elk our the Oregon Zoo bugle in the fall?  In the Rut?  (That’s what is amazing about elk: they have a Rut and that’s like a GOOD THING).  Some amazing details, real matter-of-fact like, about the Elk Meadow exhibit at the zoo:

Opening Date: July 1, 1993 | Size: 1.9 acres | Wolves added: November 2007

WOLVES ADDED!  I mean why not, right?  Throw a couple them wolves in there, mix it up a bit.  God I love the Northwest.

I Walk The Line

Fort Saint Davids and all of us here at the Daily Miltonian would like to give a Warm and Loud Birthday Hurrah to our co-founder and main man about town, the one and only Mr. Erik Bader.  It’s 2009, so don’t count on too many cards or phonecalls.  Instead, check your Gmail, wait for text message Happy Birthdays on your phone, watch your Facebook blow up with comments from people who have been electronically informed by Facebook that it is indeed your birthday, and hey what the heck you might as well check that rusty old Myspace to see who has been left behind and has been forgotten but have not themselves forgotten.  I’d say check the Friendster too but there’s feeling older in the normal way and there’s feeling older in the Much Weirder Way so on second thought let’s just skip that one because we know what is best for ourselves.  Felicem diem natalam.  May you now learn the mystery of the Rolling Rock number in quotes.

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What does it really mean?

In Pop News, we have now found the answer to What the Fuck Are We Ever Going To Do With Ourselves Now That True Blood Is Just About Over, well, we have found an answer not once, but thrice.

This one is a no-brainer.  It’s no secret that this was our Lost away from Lost in 2008-09 and this year’s fresh season should prove no different.  Second up we’ve got the return of the Office (season 6 now?  Wow, yeah, did we mention it’s our birthday and we’re getting older?).  Third, oh do we have one for you.  

You see those three dudes?  Like — really?  Together in one show — no not a movie but an honest-to-God serialized every week HBO drama life-giving goodness style show?  Written by what the fuck Jonathan Ames?  This shit’s so Indie they even got John Hodgeman up in it as what looks to be a fucking literary agent (remember when he was Neal Pollack’s literary agent at the 2001 215 Fest?  We do.)  Well fuckity fuck we’re biting on this one.  Here’s the goddamn trailer:

So yep, see you there.