Friday, April 17, 2009

Profile #4 - ERON

This is Eron.

I met him in 2001, during my freshman year in college at Angelo State University in San Angelo, Texas. Looking back on our first few encounters is pretty funny because we both had an extremely odd, silly side that neither of us revealed to each other for a few months.

We were camp counselors the following two summers, where we both discovered that we had an equally disturbing sense of humor... (As you can see by the zombie-like profile that he sent for me to use.) I'm pretty sure we annoyed everyone at camp with our "skits"... and we do, to this day, everytime we are together.

We can make each other laugh so hard that we cry just by beginning a quiet fake laugh.
We live hundreds of miles apart but, with just one thought of him, I will begin laughing out loud in front of people I don't know.

Even though we can be ridiculously silly with each other, our relationship extends to a much deeper reality. Eron is at seminary in Kentucky, and there aren't many people that I can turn to with questions, doubts or concerns like I can with him.

We have grown together.

He was one of my groomsmen in my wedding, and I was the best man in his.

He calls me almost everyday just to sing some random song on my voicemail, or to let "Billy Corgan" give me a special message.

Eron is one of my dearest friends. That's why his freaky profile is being incorporated into the new album art.


  1. Sometimes when I'm talking to Eron and it maybe looks like he's not fully paying attention he'll just laugh randomly, and then I'll ask him "What?" and he says, "Nothing."

    I'm pretty sure that most of the time he's thinking of you.

  2. Crayon,

    Aw, shucks. I gowda li'l teary eyed readin det.

    I like my profile, even if I sent that particular one to you as a joke. I had to go listen to a Smashing Pumpkins song right after I read it.

    Oh, oh, wait, I think Billy Corgan wants to tell you something:

    "Hey, Aaron. I thought that was pretty cool what you said about Eron. He seems like a good friend. I had a friend once. It ended in melancholy, though. Yeah. Perfect. Eye. Zero. Tonight. Gotta go."

    Dang. Billy just left. Thanks though, it means a lot.