the LIST

Do I know you? One man's attempt at a lifelong head count. 

NOTE: If you think I might have a photo of you—most likely at least one great photo of you—don't be afraid to ask me to post it ( along with a brief entry about how I know you. And if I've met or known you but don't have any photo evidence, feel free to send along YOUR favorite photo of you. (I'm fascinated by what that slideshow might look like.)


13. ernie makela

San Gabriel, CA. Jam session in Cousin Bill's garage. 2002

San Gabriel, CA. Jam session in Cousin Bill's garage. 2002

The rest of the world knows hims as Aaron. But from the time Sister Katy started calling "Aaron" what sounded more like "Uh-knee," he's been Ernie to us. It didn't hit me until I sat down to write this entry that in a few weeks—I'm not even sure of the date, only that it occurred in April—it'll be exactly 25 years since I was first introduced to Ernie at an orphanage in Hollywood. That 25 years have been fraught with lots of ups and downs—for both of us. But we're here. Alive. Feeling good about the future. And today's not bad either. At around 11 tonight I'm driving to the airport to pick up Ernie and his girlfriend Vanessa. They're staying with us for a week and we'll be celebrating Ernie's 34th birthday. If he makes it to Monday, he'll have outlived Jesus. There were times during our 25 years in one another's orbit when that would've seemed like a miracle in itself. Welcome back to Austin, Ernie!

(posted on 3.28.14)


Happy 35th birthday to this guy. Who crushed it about an hour later at our wedding. Best officiant ever. 

Photo by Josh Makela

Photo by Josh Makela

Me & Ernie. Casa Verde backyard. The day after he officiated our nuptials. Preparing to sign the wedding certificate. Austin, TX. 10.4.14

(posted on 3.31.15)