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“Home is where your shirts are” (this blog dedicated to Bruce Pearl)

God used Bruce Pearl in my life today.

Tonight I put on my orangest UT hoodie, hopped behind the wheel of my tiny truck (it has a big heart though), and headed downtown to do some volunteering. I was wearing a Vols sweatshirt. I am a UT student. I was volunteering. I was a really big Vol tonight.

Last time I volunteered I handed out shirts, which was cool. This time however, when Laine (my friend and fellow Vol)  and I went to man our post at the t-shirt stand, it seemed as if there were already too many men manning stuff, so we began to stand awkwardly around waiting for someone to need a size 40 pants… because that was the only station open for us.

Earlier I had caught wind that Bruce Pearl was down there as well volunteering. Which is significant for many reasons, the main one being that we can always say we were a part of Bruce Pearls last acts as a Volunteer………..

So it did not take long for me to suggest to Laine that we leave the over sized pants and try to find Bruce. We began to wonder around. We did not find Bruce (apparently he had already left (maybe forever… aw…)), but we did find a man named Sam. Sam was standing behind some Bibles. Looking important behind all those Bibles we asked Sam what we could do to help. Sam sent us out with a pen and paper and told us to write down prayer requests and then bring them back to be typed up and sent out in a mass email. Okay we said, then set out.

We met. We greeted. We talked. It was great. My soul was rejuvenated.

We met Leroy. Leroy had the warmest smile this side of the Mason Dixon Line. A smile that would make your mom want to bake him a thousand casseroles. Leroy liked fishing and had been to the Jacksonville pier (that I speak of in the post previous to this one). What are the odds? IT is also to note, that while in Jacksonville doing some hot tubbin’ one night we met a friendly dude, who I named Leroy, because we never exchanged names. Crazy, I know.

We also met Darryl, who in very descriptive language painted a very vivid picture in our minds of Satan waiting around every corner with an Uzi looking to kill us. He talked a lot about Uzis, and once referenced a shotgun. Uzis should be brought up more in the pulpit. However intense and scary the  illustration was, he made some good points.

Darryl also had a daughter who lived with his girlfriend at the Salvation Army. She shook are hands upon meeting her. She is one and half. It was sweet. I love her. Her name is Dora.

Without Bruce Pearl I would probably still be standing around awkwardly waiting for men who wear big pants to approach me. So thank you Bruce. Not just for tonight, but for all of your time here as a Vol. You are a good dude. Ain’t nobody denying that. I wish you the best of luck out there.


Ross Hoss


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Sweaty Socks

It is my Mom’s birthday day today. Happy birthday MOM!!!!!! Now back to blogging….

Front porch sitting is what I enjoy. Lounging, talking, laughing the day away. As I lounged, talked, and laughed the other day I suddenly felt that pesky drop of sweat roll down my back. “Hello spring,” I said to myself. Sweaty spring and sweaty summer are the seasons we are now in. Here I will chronicle the different kinds of sweat experienced by all humans during these sweaty seasons.

1. Foot sweat- About a month ago I dusted off my sandals, slipped them on and headed out into the world. The air blowing through my toes giving me that extra step I need in order to get up the massive mountains that are all over UT’s campus. There have however, since the weather has warmed, been days where I have felt the need to wear my tennis shoes around campus. Sweaty feet and sweaty socks are a direct result of this. Also, due to the fact that I don’t even really like socks sometimes I will wear my running shoes without socks (you probably do this too). My feet will sweat so much in between walking from economics to my house that I have to guzzle three water bottles in order to continue with my day well hydrated. foot sweat is the third worst kind of sweat there is but number one on my list here.

2. Back sweat- All of us who have ever put on a backpack and headed out in hot weather have experienced this. Anybody ever been to a wedding, baseball game, stroll around the park has also experienced this. The awful, terrible, no good, very bad back sweat. It has the ability to make you, and everyone around you uncomfortable. All confidence can be lost once you realize the wetness on the back of your shirt. Scenario: You walk into class after a long walk from across campus. It is a hot day. Your backpack rubbing against your back causing friction throughout the entire journey. Friction = Hotness. Hotness = Sweat. Sweat = No date Friday night with that girl in front of you. But look closely my friends. She may have back sweat too. Conversation starter? I think so…

3. Workout sweat- Without a doubt the best sweat of all time. You are riding that stationary bike like you are being chased by a stationary lion. You do so many bicep curls you think you wont be able to open that jar of jelly for your lady later that night. The sweat is rolling off your forehead into your eyes providing a nice burn that can only be matched by your the burning of your ab muscles. You just feel good. Not too many feelings better than that I just got one step closer to being good looking feeling. Go. Get your workout on. You wont regret it.

4. The Pits- I have a friend (he will remain anonymous) who struggles like heck with pit sweat. I actually hate the word pit and underarms so I will just say THE sweat. The capitalization being the signal to show what that I mean pit sweat. THE sweat causes stains. THE sweat causes for embarrassing pictures. THE sweat causes for bad smells. THE sweat sucks. It will be nothing for my friend to finish a small task, not requiring much effort at all, then he will have to go change shirts. It is sad really. But did you know that the umm… uh.. er… armpit is the warmest part of the body? Remember this for the next time you fear frostbite on your fingers.

5.The small stuff- You know, when you sweat the small stuff. Well, I encourage you to not sweat the small stuff. The sweat produced from the small stuff never got anything accomplished. The big stuff? Go ahead and sweat that, for it is probably important. The next time you feel the sweat caused by the small stuff beginning to roll down your forearm. Wipe it off and then go on with your day leaving it all in your past.

Also, please go check out my friend Clay’s blog. He is new to the blogging world and could use your support. Thanks


-Ross the sweaty… Hoss.

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Pants. Not the dog though.

So here is the deal. I am continuing my post from before. I have yet another question for you. I believe it is understood that in America there are different types of pants with different types of meaning in our society. Here is a list of pants and what they mean.

Slacks- Dressy. “Hey man, enjoy your dinner party.”

Khakis- Semi dressy. “Hey man, enjoy Sunday night church did ya?”

Jeans- All over the board. Dark jeans say one thing while light jeans say another. If you go Alan Jackson in Chattahooche style with holes in your jeans then you are saying a lot. Jeans are Ford cars. There are nice ones and there are terribly awful looking ones yet they are all still Fords.

Leather- Who cares.

Sweat pants- Sporty, Rednecky, Lazy, Dirty, and above all, comfortable. Sweat pants keep our society afloat. They can be worn everywhere if the wearer is a bold, daring individual. Their comfort level is rivaled by none of the above. Throw on some sweats and throw on some comfort. Even the cowboy who has sworn his life to Wrangler Jeans can’t deny the comfortability of the sweats his wife got him for sleeping in. They are also good for Fall outside football games.

So the topic of sweat pants brings me to my next question. Who said I wasn’t allowed to wear my sweats to a nice dinner party?

Well, I know who says it. My Mom and my friends.

But, who said it. Initially made the comment that, “No Johnny, you can’t wear your sweats to Church. It just looks bad.”

Pants are pants. I have spent a lot of time thinking about this fact lately. How many times have you searched the department store, the mall, the American Eagle clearance rack searching for that pair of jeans that fits your oddly shaped body right?

All I know, besides everything else I know, is that I think I am mad at the person who placed stereotypes on the man for the kind of pants he wears. I am convinced that I have been brainwashed into believing that the pair of black slacks in my closet looks nice while my sweats in the bottom drawer make me look uneducated and lazy.

Crazy, crazy world we live in.

I’ll leave you with this quote from John Mellancamp which also happened to be my senior quote in the ’07 yearbook.

“Some say I’m lazy, I’m uneducated, and my opinion means nothing. But I know, I’m a real good dancer.”

What type of pants do you think the original speaker of these words was wearing?

-Ross Hoss

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Hipity hop hop

This is a list of different hip hop artist who I have found respect for over the years.

1. Eminem- Anyone who really knows me knows that I can spit every rhyme Eminem has ever rapped. I respect the fact that his lyrics are more than just look at my car, girlfriend, prostitute, or house. He raps about real life things and holds back no emotion. It is him truly expressing himself in a very real way.

2. Kid Rock- I respect him for what he has done for those with lets say less than desirable bodies. It is rare that a camera finds Kid with a shirt on. He is scrawny and white but he is not ashamed. That I can respect.

3. Kanye West- Two words. Jesus Walks. Just put that song on repeat and hope you don’t actually slip up and listen to the rest of the songs on his albums.

4. Three Six Mafia- I respect them because they have a good time doing what they love. Sure they may lead some astray, but you can’t say for a second that they are not following their passions.

5. Matt Kearney- You may not even know who this is. Go right now to youtube and listen to a few of his songs in which he raps in. He does not use bad language but portrays his message well. I respect the fact that he does not need to be vulgar in order to express himself and that he raps with a slight gangsta accent.

6. 2pac- You want real. Throw in a 2pac album and listen to his lyrics. He is preaching about all he knows to preach about. Respect.

There are a few more who made honorable mention such as 50 cent and Lil Bow Wow…

I think there is a good message hidden behind all that hip hop has turned into today. The drugs, the sex, the alcohol, the girls, but one thing can be said. These guys are not afraid to say what is on their minds. Maybe as Christians we can learn from this. Rappers such as Eminem and Kid Rock to do not color coat things so that the everybody else will not know truly how they feel. How often do we as Christians front and forget to talk like we live in the real world with real problems? A lot is the answer. Maybe we could all use a little lesson from the hip hop gang. Be real with your life, your past, and where you are headed. Life is life and we are all struggling through it.

Ross the Boss Hoss



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