Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Checking in

     I usually don't write the kind of blog entry where I update you on the latest things in my life (let me know if you'd like me to change that). I usually write funny or strange things meant for entertainment. If this is your first time acquainting yourself with BansheeMilk, I'll give you a quick rundown of who I am. My name is Tony and I like making things. I draw things that pop into my head if they amuse me or are interesting to me in some way. I couldn't log back onto this blog for over a year but after what seems like an eternity, it is back! I also have another blog on Tumblr now and BansheeMilk is a presence on Facebook & Twitter as well. I hope you all will join me over there in addition to here!
     I promise to make the next entry more interesting than this one. Bear with me as I am spinning many plates right now and all of them have copious amounts of easy to spill food on them.

-Tony

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Humans

          Humans. You might say, "Oh, those are those awesome creatures that invented Cheesecake, right?"
Yes. But they also made the Chia Pet, the fanny pack and a wide range of underwhelming ghost movies. I knew some humans back in my day. They were always made of meat and farted in the morning.
         Some looked real sexy and then spoke fondly of reality television making your penis soft immediately. Some would claim that other humans thought themselves "All that and a bag of chips" which was really selling their species short. As bad as they are, I have never encountered even one human who thought that maybe they were, indeed, a bag of chips be it potato, tortilla or any variety. It is hard to like a species who lies and claims that many of their kind look into a mirror and mistake themselves for a crispy snack. Most humans are bag shaped, yes, but this is not proof of one's chiphood.
         Heh. I pity these Earth creatures. Far too many of them watch a movie and shout at the characters as though they can hear them. Far too many humans bake a cake and take it to their neighbors house, as though the neighbors are really going to eat it when, in reality, they think to themselves, "I don't know you and I don't want your stranger cake. It could be riddled with poisonous berries and diarrhea suprise."
        Many humans make excuses for the loathsome Peach simply because it tastes good. Hairy Fruit is at least as disturbing a thought as people made of chips. Humans praise themselves for fitting in. You want to fit in with a species that beats their children? Children are tiny cute people with propellors on their hats and bubble gum shampoo. Fuck you! Human adults are the problem. They get on a stage or behind a potium and say 'Vote for me...I am like you'....Well, if you are like me why don't I vote for myself? That way I will get your paycheck and sleep with your wife.
       Pitiful humans with their saggy pants cuz they want to look like they pooped. Some humans claim to be cowboys even though those disappeared over a hundred years ago. Why not claim to be an ancient Samurai in feudal Japan? Or a dinosaur? Some humans think dinosaurs and humans used to ride a bicycle built for two. Some believe there was once a zombie carpenter named Jesus who walked on water and with all these powers his only concern was to stop gay people getting married. You know who else multiplies fish? Fish!! And nobody calls them the son of God. Humans...inventors of the unicycle & Tom Cruise. Humans.....inventors of the unibrow & non-alcoholic booze. Humans say they believe in freedom of religion and then limit the rights of the ones they don't believe in. Humans.....enslave a race of people and get angry when one becomes President. Humans....steal a country from  people and then get mad when they wanna come back in. Humans....they say they want something different and then watch the same old TV shows, read the same old books, and never try to look at things in a way that frightens them.
Humans.....we could do better.

written by Tony Santiago, all rights reserved

My Superbowl Freestyle

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Tony's Football Feelings

          As a little boy, I used to tie a blanket to my neck and pretend I was Superman. I may have been running around my parents living room but, in my head I was flying at super sonic speed and ready to fight giant monsters attacking the Earth. Many boys liked playing like this. Or we would enjoy playing football outside with our friends. Some kids even liked watching it.
          I do not like watching football. When I say this to other men they often think they heard something else like "I am gay" or "I like to suck on large, gay penises". American men really freak out when another man doesn't enjoy watching a game. Now, let me point out that I actually do like football. I like playing the sport called football. I like the ball called football. I even like a simple game of catch using a football. I just don't like watching others do it as much as I like doing it myself. Some people think I don't enjoy it because I don't understand it. Not true. I could explain the rules to you in vivid detail.
         "But why are you a commie, Tony" you just said to yourself. Here's the deal, folks. I am not here to convert you to my way of thinking. I don't wanna change your mind, I just wanna shake your hand. Just be man enough (or woman enough) to hear me out, okay?
          I think the games are too long. They usually have commercials and there's usually a dumb commentator talking throughout. If you are saying to yourself "Well, just turn the volume down" allow me to say this: There is no TV good enough for me to watch with the volume down. If I want silent entertainment I turn to books.
         Usually when I have the oppurtunity to watch a game, other men are around. I love my fellow man, but when guys watch football they act really weird to me. Many of you shout to the players as though they can hear you, your voices get louder, yes, louder and most football fans say "We won" or "We lost" when talking about a game they watched. These facts prove that most fans are living vicariously through the players and wish they were them. Why else would they subconsciously expect to be heard through the TV if they are not, in fact, pretending like a child that they are in the game? Why else would they include themselves in a victory they had nothing to do with? This makes most fans so annoying and the worst part is these are often the type of guys who laugh at a nerd who dresses up as Batman at a comic convention. While I, myself, have never been passionate enough as a fan to dress up like the thing I was going to see, at least those nerds who do it, OWN their nerdiness like adults. Football fans sometimes do the same thing, painting their face & chest with their teams colors only they act as thought they are NOT being nerdy when, in fact, they are and it is okay. I see nothing wrong with either group of people dressing up and having a good time. So it is the shame & insecurity football fans carry with them I find so utterly stupid. It's not like big jocks are picked on much. Why are they so frightened? I don't know. Perhaps they fear we will figure out that their hobbies are all about pretending, no different than a gamer or a D&D Dungeon Master, the only difference, perhaps, being the gamer or Role Playing guy may have been the object of ridicule & scorn growing up. Yet, nerds own the fact that they like to play pretend and wanna-be jocks do not but, rather are often (not always) the ones who taunt others for being a dork. To those of you who love watching football, I see nothing wrong with your choice of entertainment as long as you admit you are a dork about it. I submit to you that just as Porn is there to help a person "Pretend" with themselves if they are in a dry spell, football is there for people to "Pretend" who would not stand a chance in the NFL.
      As I said, I'd rather do it myself than watch. Same thing with Porn. If there is no other option, I'll take it. But real sex is better. Pretend is never as good as for real. I mean, I just saw someone say "I'm a Cardinal" and they are not. They're a Cardinals fan. Just like I like Batman. Much to my chagrin, I am not Batman. But I admit it. Whenever I am at a party or some social function and guys ask what team I root for, I have to tell them that I don't like football and trust me, they are mean. They condescend with statements like, "You just don't get it." Really? Oh, I see. So, I'm dumb, but you, the plumber with the pizza sauce on his shirt who occasionally screams "Go...Go...GO!!!" at the TV is a genius.
      Maybe you're right. Of course I have never met a fan who can explain why they love the team they love. My dad loves the 49ers for example. His reason? Because he is from San Francisco. This is strange to me because the players are not from there. They are drafted from all over and for the right price the team will move to a different town just as the Oakland Raiders moved to Los Angeles for a time. Another reason I often hear is, "Well, I like the colors." For a group of people who champion manly things, this is the most Avon-y reason to like a football team. Some guys say they picked their favorite team because they were raised on it. Something like, "Well, my dad loved them so I do, too." This reason only makes sense if this fan also has sex with their mom because that is another things dads do. Just because your dad likes something doesn't mean you have to. My dad, for example, likes the movie 'Air Force One'.
       That being said, I know about 10 guys (my dad included) whom I really love and they enjoy watching a good game of football. What's wrong with that? Not a damned thing. So, I often wonder if perhaps something really great and personal happened to them when watching a game. Something like they met the girl of their dreams during their first football game, or their dad told them he loved them for the first time. It just doesn't make sense to me to want to see more than one game as each game has the same characteristics, throwing, running and catching with the occasional kicking thrown in for good measure. It's not like the story changes and "This time they gotta beat the team that killed their grandparents" or "If he catches the ball this time it will eliminate racism."
      Perhaps one day I will have an epiphany and love the experience of watching other people play a game. Maybe I will stop thinking the only thing that makes the Superbowl unique from other football games is more expensive ads and a glossy halftime show. Perhaps I will hear a guy say "We got the big W" and stop getting mad at the fact that abbreviating the word 'Win' to the letter 'W' doesn't actually work seeing as how the letter 'W' has more syllables and takes longer to say than the word 'Win'. Maybe all of this will change in me and I will sit beside my buddies on the couch or in a sports bar and tell the people on the TV to "Catch it" or "Hit him". Or maybe one day, men will become okay with their feelings and fess up.
      That really they are pretending they are out there on the field scoring the winning touchdown and having a great time doing it.

written by Tony Santiago, All rights reserved.
      

Sunday, February 12, 2012

My Superbowl Commercial

The Super Bowl asked me to do an ad for The Super Bowl. Then they asked me to never do it again. (satire)

Friday, January 27, 2012

If At First You Don't Succeed...........

..........tell Princess Leia she is your sister, that way she doesn't get all cocky thinking she rejected you for another man. Works every time.

..........get back in the Delorian, head to your young teen friends house and scream, "It's your kids, Marty! Something's gotta be done about your kids!!"

..........surgically remove it and call yourself 'Janet'. It's a reasonable name.

..........yell, "Meka Leka Hi Meka Hidy Ho" and then watch as a disembodied head in a box says, "The wish is granted, Long Live Jambi."

..........add a bunch of shots of Vader going 'NOOOoooo' until you've really pissed off your fans.

..........tell Lassie to "Run Home, Girl, tell everyone I fucked up again."

..........go back to Vietnam to "take pictures of POWs"...and by "take pictures of POWs", I mean kill the shit out of everyone.

..........try using the Premium gas. Unleaded alone will not make a Tardis "Just Go Already."

..........try dressing up as J Edgar Hoover. Maybe all this ultra seriousness will make up for your complete lack of personality.

..........blame it all on Ricky Gervais. "Yeah, I know as an actor I am supposed to do good work and entertain people but, it doesn't change the fact that a comedian made a joke about me....boo hoo."

..........have a big thing stab Wash in the chest. Poor dude is trying to put her in park and then "Blam! You're stabbed."

..........use weird procedures to get pregnant so you can have 25 kids all at once or something. That way, you make so many people, population goes up, world gets more expensive and now some places want 2 dollars for a taco. Thanks for that.

..........tattoo 'THUG LIFE' on your fingers.

..........vow to avenge your parents and go put on a fucking Bat Suit like a real man.

..........try, try again. Unless what you're trying at is another holocaust. Cuz that shit is not cool.

..........stare at the fucking picture long enough that your eyeballs get all twisty and maybe you see a stupid picture. OR just skip that and go look at a real painting.


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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

EYEBROW DANCE PARODY

This is my Eyebrow Dance Parody. When I saw that little girl get millions of views on YouTube for wiggling her eyebrows to the beat I thought, "I've been doing that my whole life" but I also have a weird tendency to wiggle my ears, nostrils, scalp and lips. Please watch, share this and SUBSCRIBE to my YouTube Channel, BansheeMilk.
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