Q. Ever been to the St. Louis Arch? We hear it is just as beautiful as the caves in Kentucky.
A: The best part of the arch in St. Louis was the girls volleyball team that was at the top when we got there. You just gotta love those short shorts. The elevator getting up there is horrid and I don't recommend it. I don't remember much about the caves other than we weren't allowed to film in there. It was me, my partner in crime Mike Venegas, and Mr. Johnny O. I remember Johnny was there because I had to tell him to quit licking the walls.
Q. Tell us about "Big Ern." Where did this alter ego originate?
A: Big Ern is a myth, he doesn't exist. I think you got your information wrong. Don't listen to the following people about this myth: Mike Alexander, Max Fish, Lowlife Mike, John O'Neill, Courtney Hallowell, and any other goober I forgot to mention.
Q. On that note, are you a lover or a fighter?
A. I'm definitely a lover (despite what the previously mentioned people might have told you.
Q. No Regrets has really grown over the past few years, even winning the coveted Club of the Year award. So how did No Regrets come about?
A: I'd need the whole issue to go over how NR started. The in-a-nutshell version is this. I was in Forbidden Fantasy out of SoCal, and things weren't working out so I left. My buddy Garry Stalling and I decided that we loved minitruckin' too much to give it up so we decided that instead of joining another club we'd give starting our own club a try. On May 26, 2000, I came up with the name of No Regrets. I actually saw it on the back of a car on a bumper sticker and thought it fit my situation perfectly. On June 3 of the same year, we had our first meeting and have just blown up from there. We currently have roughly 15 or so chapters worldwide, including Japan, New Zealand, Australia, and Mexico.
Q. We know you have children, so do you ever do some babysitting for the wife while she runs errands? What do you do to keep the kids occupied, maybe video games? Nothing like nerdy war games or anything right?
A: The video games in my house are definitely only for me, and yes I'm a total Call of Duty dork. My name on the game is baggedmitsu and I'm on every chance I get, so sue me. A guy has to let loose and relax every once in awhile.
Q. So you and our editor, Mike Alexander, have been close for a number of years now, but we are sure like all great relationships there must have been some rough patches. Hopefully none at any house parties you have had, right?
A: Over the years Mike and I have had a few run-ins. The first time I got to kick Mike was when he got voted into Severed Ties at my house years back. Chad Lucas got on the phone and said that Mike should get jumped into ST. He was joking of course, but that didn't stop Josh Freeman and all the other ST guys at the party who started to give Mike a good beating. I figured since it was my house I might as well join the action and I got one good kick in. Of course Mike got his payback a few years later when he took me out so hard that I did a full 360 with a camera in hand and recorded the whole thing. Lucky for me, my bodyguard Tiny was there and put Mike in his place, in the mud. Good times!
Q. So, welcome back to the Mini Truckin' ranks. Why did you leave in the first place?
A: The ugly truth is that associate editors don't make nearly enough money. I have a family and I left to start my own business. Once that got going and Mike knew I could put some time back into the mag, he asked me back.
Q. Good to have you back, and yes, this is how we repay you for leaving. So who do you want to thank?
A: I have to thank my wife Melissa, my kids, Max Fish, Steve Wilk, and Jason Fry first and foremost. Also Quigley for getting me into the scene, Garry Stalling for starting NR with me, Mike Venegas because he sucks at life, Mike Alexander because he sucks at life too, Chris Pasley for never getting enough credit for the mag, the entire No Regrets family, Forbidden Fantasy, Tito, Jamey Jordan, Duck, my dad, and all the guys building trucks, going to shows, and enjoying the scene.