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Tuna Fish Friday

This is a little story hanging on the walls at Jimmie Johns on the strip. Midnight Mike brought it to my attention. I love it. Let this story carry you on into your wonderful weekend. I love you.

“An American tourist was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked.

Inside the small boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The tourist complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them.

The Mexican replied, “Only a little while.”

The tourist then asked, “Why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more fish?”

The Mexican said, “With this I have more than enough to support my family’s needs.”

The tourist then asked, “But what do you do with the rest of your time?”

The Mexican fisherman said, “I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos, I have a full and busy life.”

The tourist scoffed, ” I can help you. You should spend more time fishing; and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat: With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats. Eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor; eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You could leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then Los Angeles and eventually New York where you could run your ever-expanding enterprise.”

The Mexican fisherman asked, “But, how long will this all take?”

The tourist replied, “15 to 20 years.”

“But what then?” asked the Mexican.

The tourist laughed and said, “That’s the best part. When the time is right you would sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions.”

“Millions?…Then what?”

The American said, “Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos.”

-Ross Hoss



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What are some of your most favorite places in the world? Let me tell you about one of mine… Back behind my house in Joelton there are woods followed by a pretty big hay field then more woods. If you were to walk through all three you would come out at a little pond nestled in the back of it all. Growing up this pond was known simply as the “Catfish Pond.” Once you walk out of the woods into the clearing you see one of the most beautiful places in the world. A big field goes on past one edge of the words and leads into some of those beautiful Tennessee rolling hills. The other sides of the pond are surrounded by woods. I haven’t been back there in years, but I plan on taking a trip out there possibly on Monday.

Lately I have been giving a lot of thought to all these beautiful places that exist around me. Maybe it is the old man in me, or maybe it is because I have been “stumbling upon” a lot of great photography lately on my computer, I’m not sure. But I am sure of this. We live in a beautiful world and if you allow yourself to look beyond the mess that is human kind you too will see it.

One of the arguments I will forever make for the existence of God is that I want to be a part of something beautiful. To believe in anything BUT that my life here matters, and that there is something greater waiting for me on the other side of my earthly death would basically cripple me of any chance of living a beautiful life and making the most of my time here. I want to join in on all of the beauty that surrounds me not the ugly stupid stuff. I encourage you to go out into nature and just stand there admiring how beautiful it is. Try to get away from sidewalks, roads, cars, and noise. Then just soak it all in. Put a man in nature and you are putting him into something beautiful..

Along with the beauty of nature exist the beauty of relationships. Can anyone argue that seeing an old man and woman celebrate their fiftieth wedding anniversary is not beautiful? Can you argue that a best friend being there for you through any hurdles life throws at you is anything but beautiful?  Put a man into a loving, unconditional relationship with another and you are putting him into something beautiful. Put a man into the story of God and you are putting him into something beautiful.

It is 3:30 am. It is ridiculous I am still awake. I went fishing tonight and didn’t catch a darn thing. That was not beautiful.


Ross the Hoss

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Christian Country.

As I was talking on my front porch the other day about country music I had a revelation. This is just another metaphor, done sermon style, in which something that is not Christian is related to Christianity in order to cause some sort of religious revelation. I will not deny that. None the less, I found it to be somewhat interesting and applicable to our modern day Christian living, so I thought I would share.

Here it goes:

I am a fan of old country music. Waylon being my favorite and then Merle Haggard, Willie Nelson, Hank Williams and the like following in no particular order. What I appreciate about the old folks is that they lived the life that they sang about. They had the working class blues, because they were blue collar and had to really work in order to support their families. They were not spoon fed growing up, but had tough lives. Their handshake meant everything and they loved like crazy. They were loyal to their people, and all of this is felt in the music they created. They lived their songs. They did not put on an act in order to sale records. They did not pretend to be somebody they are not. They were real with everyone and were, well, just themselves.

Modern day country is filled with people who are just looking to make some money. They claim to be from the hard working south, but in reality they are just looking to milk the system that is America and get rich. Other people write their songs and then they sing them. They have nothing in common emotionally with the song, but you better believe they will work up a tear in front of a few thousand people if that means a couple more itune’s sales. Am I judging? Do I really know these people? No. However, I do know what I hear and what I see and can’t help but reach this conclusion. Can you argue about this with me? A lot of country music today is made in order to appeal to everyone but the singer, there is no real attachment to the song. They are not living the life they are singing about.

Here is how this relates to Christianity which is also known as the part where most of the congregation conveniently gets hungry and then let their minds wonder to what Mexican restaurant lunch will come from. Does anyone else zone out when the Bible is opened? I often do this. I don’t know what it is, but when the Bible is opened and the second part of the metaphor comes up, that is also the time where I notice the pretty girl a few rows up. Maybe I will dive into why we (or maybe it is just me) do this later. But now, for the much awaited metaphor.

Growing up in the “Bible Belt” or the Jesus lovin’ South if you will, there is no denying we know who Jesus is. Basically anyone who is anyone knows who Jesus is. Most of where we live claims to be Christian. A great claim no doubt. However, I feel as if a lot of modern day Christianity is similar to modern day Country Music. I have heard a lot about Jesus much in the same way country music singers today have heard a lot about living the “Country¬† Music” style of life. Whether or not I actual walk the walk and not just talk the talk is up for debate. Well, I guess it is not up for debate but really true. I know the right things to say to the right people to make them see me in the right way. It is easy for me, because I know just the right time to bring Jesus into a conversation, because I know how the Christian life is supposed to be lived, I know how to say the right things and do the right things but not fully submit myself to the Jesus lifestyle. Live the life that I am singing about.

If saying Jesus things were for sale on itunes I could sell a lot of said things. I grew up in a Christian family and in a Christian home. I know the lingo. I know that saying things like, “I have been through some crazy trials and tribulations over the past few weeks” sounds really holy and Biblical. What I want to do is live the lifestyle. Not just be able to play the chord that hits the hearts of others, but I want to play the chord that I feel in my own heart. Was that cheesy or awesome? I’m not sure. I’m also not sure exactly what “living the Christian life style” looks like. However, I do want to keep trying to clear up the muddy water (more metaphor. great). Here is to Jesus. Here is to the summer. Here is to you!

-Ross Hoss

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I have only been around a few pregnant women in my lifetime. One of them has been my sister-in-law Caitlin Hoss. We are expecting a new little girl to be born into the Hoss Clan any day now. I have made myself responsible for teaching her a few things so that life as we know it may be a little easier for her than it was for the rest of us who I didn’t tell things to at an early age. By the way Cait, Hoss is just my last name in internet land. Calling you “Caitlin Hoss” earlier has nothing to do with the fact your body has undergone a few changes… Yeah, Anyways, here are a few life insights if you will that I plan on sharing with my niece once she is old enough to talk and stuff.

1. Don’t date in high school. Your parents are the only ones in the history of the universe who have successfully pulled that off. Just have fun and make as many friends as possible.

2. Don’t date baseball players. You are surrounded by a fun loving baseball loving family. However, baseball players are bad news so stay away from them. Unless they go to Church three times a week.

3. Do not say the “F” word. Your grandmother would faint.

4. Experiment with lots of different catfish baits before you choose one for good. There are a lot of choices out there.

5. Let me teach you how to change a tire.

6. If you are ever having car problems call me so I can call Dad aka Pop so he can tell me what to tell you in order to fix it.

7. Always wear one pieces when swimming at the YMCA. Some weird people swim there.

8. Stay away from the Panama City Beach Strip on Spring Break. But if you do go, let me know, I’ll give you 5 dollars in which you can buy a souvenir.

9. If your Father tries to give you advice call me afterward so I can tell you really what’s up.

10. Studying for 6 hours every night does not make you cool.

11. Drive a truck. Better to haul stuff with.

12. Always be yourself.

13. Just tell your friends to call me Uncle Hoss.

14. Get a job and pay for your own Forever 21 clothes. You will respect them more.

15. I will get you an xbox 720 for Christmas. Not a problem.

16. Exercise so you feel better about yourself. Like if you say you are going running. Actually run. Don’t just put a cute outfit on and go out there and jog at a pace slower than a walk.

17. Love and expect nothing in return.

18. Invest your time in other people. You will have more hang out options on the weekends.

19. Change your own oil.

20. Never date a dude shorter than you. I wont be able to take him seriously.

21. If you do bring a dude home to meet Uncle Hoss then he better not be sagging, or spitting in my garage.

22. Stay away from getting a little dog. Always get a big dog. Or at least a dog with a big heart and a big appetite like the late Rusty.

23. What? Your Dad is making you stay in and learn things on a Friday night? Let me talk to him.

This is just a short sample of all the things I plan on sharing with her. I’m sure there will be thousands of more things along the way. She’ll be a good girl. At least if Uncle Hoss has anything to say about it.

Ross Uncle Hoss.


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My Friends

As I was going to bed the other night I realized a thing or two.

1. I do indeed have a bed time routine. I have fought this idea for a long time. I used to think that if I ever developed a bedtime routine it would be the first sign of old age. It would signify that I have given up on all spontaneity and now all there is left for me to do is die. Well, I have a routine and strangely I just feel wiser and just more acclimated to living on Earth. Having a bedtime routine is nothing to fight my friends.

2. I am not the only one I have to put to bed at night. I carry four objects around in my pocket at all times. My phone, my ipod, my wallet, and my keys. My phone and ipod I have decided are basically a few arms and legs away from being actual human beings. I have to put them to sleep in order so that when the sun rises they will be recharged and ready to take on another day. Wait, this is exactly what I do. I set my phone on its little charger and plug my ipod in. I then nestle in under my covers and I too begin the recharging process. One time I even tried telling my phone and ipod goodnight. I just felt funny. Needless to say that was just a one time thing.

3. Showering is a lost art that I feel more need to appreciate. For this very reason. So let me explain. Please. Let me… It hit me while I was laying in bed the other night that shower time is the only no technology time I have in the day. I do not watch t.v. in the shower. I do not use my phone, ipod, coffee maker, etc… I do not have to worry about impressing anyone. I do not have to worry about running into anyone I know. The shower, friends. Is a beautiful time in your day. You are alone with your thoughts and no outside distractions. I encourage you to begin to use your shower time to plan out your life. Kids could think about what they wanted to be when they grow up. Adults can think about starting a business or their relationship with Jesus or any of the other important things in life.

Hope all is well with everybody. I am going to try to start blogging again. I miss it.

Ross Hoss

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Pardon the cheesiness but this stuff makes me happy.

On Friday night I made the trek out to the beautiful Hendersonville, TN in order to watch the new Clint Eastwood flick, Gran Torino. Excellent movie but I am not here to give a movie review….

Despite all of my preconceived notions about what genre the movie would fall under the movie, surprisingly, was more of a comedy than anything. I think everyone in the theater was caught off guard. But as I sat in our sold out theater room I began to notice something beautiful. At times in the movie the entire theater would erupt in laughter. I looked around at the old white man behind me, the black guy three rows down, the Mexican a few rows over, the young couple, the seemingly poor family, and it hit me. Laughter is capable of bringing anybody together. Laughter does not distinguish between races, or social class. It has the ability to grab hold of ALL of us and for that second in time distract our minds and thoughts from all the hate, bigotry, worry, struggle, and all the other negative thoughts that are so capable of taking over our minds.

We all need more laughter in our life. I encourage you, and myself, to go out and find what makes you laugh. Whether it be an old Archie Bunker comic or a good Steve Martin movie. Let us all take over the world with our laughter.

Ross is laughing Hoss

On a completely unrelated note the Preachers microphone went out this morning and there was something beautiful about watching and hearing him yell out the words of Jesus to such a large room. If I ever started a church I would probably leave the technology at the door. NOW WATCH THIS VIDEO!!!!!


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What is wrong and right with this world.

Two different situations have occurred today that I think say a lot about our American society. First situation…

By the cash register we have the terrorist playing cards for sale. We have had them probably since 9/11 and are still trying to sell out our first shipment. Anyways, a man is checking out and he looks at the cards and says this. “The only one they are missing is Obama.”

This man was an obviously pretty well to do older white dude. When he said it I looked at his face and he was not smiling but was very angry. The whole thing just made me really uncomfortable. This guy sporting his denim and blazer felt it necessary to throw out a terrible comment to me, some dude selling flags, on a Sunday afternoon. Pathetic.

Second situation. About two days ago my friend here at flag world loaned a homeless guy five dollars so that him and his wife could get a hotel room for the night. The homeless guy told my friend that he would bring back the money the next time my friend was working to pay him back. This guy could literally use every cent he earns by selling “The Contributor” (a homeless newspaper) to go to help him buy life’s necessities. So my friend is at work here today with me and in walks the homeless man with five one dollar bills in his hand. He hands my friend the money, thanks him, and then leaves. I bet this poor homeless guy was not going around throwing out hateful racial slurs to random people he encountered on the street…. But i bet many would think he would way before the well to do white business guy would. But today at flag world that was not the case.


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