Text Mex!
"I can't technically send you a save the date card because you live in a van, huh?"

Text mex!
Drove to gilroy. Bought to schwinn cruisers to flip. Dana 60 rolled over the bikes. Lame. Tried to pull bike out from under axle and basket ripped off causing me to punch myself in the face and fall out of the van.

Text Mex
From a good friend in Montana
"Is it weird that my phone automatically inserts "grain" in front of the word alcohol?"

Country Western Wednesday

It's Sunday, but fuck you, I'm hung over and lazy so deal with it.  To celebrate my entry back to adulting (working) and heading back out on the road I give you road songs


This is such a good song.  Boone and I saw the next two guys play in Bend last year, it was pretty rad.





This my cousins favorite band, he's pretty red neck, so you know it's good!


That fiddle!




Because vans are sweet (ignore the Chevy reference its the idea that counts)

Heavy Shit- Forever a Legend

Some of you in the know may have heard Kelly Mcgarry passed away in early February from a heart condition that hit him while he was riding his bike.  It's hard to write this over a month later and realize that he's gone and I won't see him again.   He was a person who I considered a friend and even though I didn't see him that often the time we spent hanging out was amazing and  sometimes pretty intense.  I spent two Red Bull rampages building for him building and working on bikes.   If you have watched or even heard about Rampage you know that there's heavy shit that happens on a regular basis.  You  learn a lot about someone when you're spending week straight with them and they're dealing legitimate life and death consequences the whole time.   It was extra stress for me working on his bike.  Bikes aren't really designed to take the kind of abuse that a person like Kelly can dish out and I legitimately felt that he was trusting me with his life.   Funny thing he never seemed  stressed out about the bike he always said thanks and was genuinely happy I was there.   He was one of the happiest and consistently stoked people on being alive people I've ever met.  We at Eddy Merkin know a lot about being stoked, but Kelly blew us out of the fucking water, he was like a Japanese Zero to our battle ship Arizona.  I rarely saw him bummed and I never saw him ignore a fan or not stop and say hi when someone recognized him.  As a person who is genuinely happy most of the time I still have a lot to learn from Kelly.  Kelly is gone but I and other people can learn form him and carry on in a way that he would be happy with and make him proud.  Kelly it's strange thinking about you and realizing you're gone, but also amazing to think that in a world that has literally spanned billions of years I was able to hang out in the same time and place as you.  Fuck yeah Mcgazza, thanks for being the person you are and giving me someone to look up to.




Kelly vs The Volcano: A Memorial film from CoLab Creative on Vimeo.

Text Mex
"Fly back to Denver tomorrow night for a shitshow day of football & whiskey!!"

There's always a new day, except when tomorrow is just like yesterday.

I'm now gain fully employed. I'm the new NW (if you can't figure out what NW means please pull your head out of you ass, take deep clean breath of fresh air and make it your last) Devinci demo/ tech rep. Basically I'll be doing the same thing I've done for the last two years but different. It's a little the like the difference between light black and dark white. I'll see all of you somewhere and I'll be having a great time, so please find me, say hi and hi-five a senior citizen, because those that don't understand the past are doomed to repeat it.

Happy Burfday

This is what it looks like when you drive to Eugene with a crew of dirtbags for your friends 38th birthday.

Happy birthday Derek, I hate you les every day.

Sent from the past.

I'm funemployed in Montana drinking PBR solo while watching "Man From Snowy River". I've had a lot of time to think in the last few weeks. I've come to the conclusion that Eddy Merkin is slipping. There hasn't been a titties and beer night in what seems like decades. I can't even remember the last time one of the crew was kicked out of a bar.

Basically we created this group to constantly poke fun at adults, success, etc, etc, etc, but we've become our own tongue in cheek joke. I think '15 is the year to punch ourselves in the face! See you fuckers somewhere and hopefully you'll have a beer in your hand, a crooked grin on your face and a twinkle in your eye that's make it hard to figure out if your drunk or just looking into the future and picturing all the bad ideas that have yet to come. Here's to a new year and old mistakes!

Who's currently drinking vegan Jell-O shots at the bar on the scenic path to blackout town, it's me! Tomorrow I'm gong to wake up somewhere between early/late afternoon and late/early morning and see some of you at the fresh pot at high noon. Tomorrow is N.O.I.S.E. and you need to realize whether you want to be part of the problem , part of the solution or part-e. Not sure about you but I'd rather be remembered for bad decisions I've made than forgotten for great ideas. I'll see you tomorrow.

We're back bitches!

So we took a bit of a hiatus from this shitty blog to try and make a cool adult type website instead of polishing this turd. Guess what we found out,we suck at being anything other that ourselves. Lucky for you guys (I'm pretty sure no chicks read this literary trash pile) our shitty, unfiltered, short-sighted, vomit of words is actually pretty funny. So please come back sometime in the near to far future and waste some of your employers time and money.

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Mind Grenade

Hey kids you're going to want to grab a towel for this one because after you use it to clean up whats left of your melted face and your mind explodes you're probably going to want to jerk off, yeah it's that good! For anyone watching this that doesn't ride bikes you'll be amazed. For anyone that does ride you will realize how fucking insane this whole video is. Most riders could make a living from a 5 second clip of this video but this guy fucks with your head for 3 minutes. I think I might report it to Myth Busters because this whole video is unreal. Enjoy and don't feel weird if you get turned on it's natural.

Sound Roller: The Number of the Beast

Sound Roller: Burden of Death

Text Mex

This gem is from the same person as the text mex on 12/31
'Someone' went out for their roommate's birthday last night and celebrated a little too much...so 'someone' is watching the Super Bowl in the fetal position on the couch...that 'someone' is me...

Eddy Merkin is stepping up its game in 2013 and were going to start running merch. Here's our first offering, custom Eddy Merkin carbiners. They're not climbing they're for partying!

Text Mex

"Are you touring in the bear cave or whatever your weird van is called?"

Text Mex

At a concert and security confiscated my road soda...I am officially the youngest looking 30 year old ever...happy NYE!

PSA

In an effort make the readers of this blog a little less stupid I give you this.