Another blog I read, Joggua, had a post the other day about searching for your own name on the web to see what the other people who have your name have done.
Apparently, a Joe Clune was on an All-Star hurling team in Ireland in the 1920's. It kinda makes me proud, and makes me feel I should learn more about my Irish heritage. (Note to self: I'm not entirely sure I really have as much Irish in me as I think.)
Another Joe Clune is a triathlete that placed 29th in a field of 175 in 1998. Don't have much more info here.
Also, there seems to have been a Joe Clune who played basketball for Louisiana State University in 1960. This embarasses me, he seems to have been a decent defensive player according to the stats, but it's LSU! I don't like LSU. Coincidentally, I noticed that the coach for UK for the game is the coach their arena is currently named for: Rupp.
I also found a new Joe Clune, but he hasn't done anything yet.
Strangely enough, I didn't find my own web pages when searching with Google. This is probably because I have relatively few instances of my full name on my web pages, and then it's not in the index fields.
Monday, April 28, 2003
I'm a big music listener. I work best when I have some upbeat tempo music playing, I dunno why, it just gets me going. Anyway, I was sitting here programming a part of the new Mississippi Medicaid system and listening to Weezer. The actual song was Surf Wax America, and it struck me as ironic.
Here is a song about doing your own thing and not joining the normal rat race that everyone else does.
I'm bailing out because I hate the race
Of rats that run round and round in the maze
I'm going surfing, I'm going surfing!
And it's ironic because it's getting me up to hyperspeed as I code.
The sea is rolling like a thousand pound keg
As I insert code for pharmacy claim processing into a weekly report that will show every single medicaid claim processed by the system.
We're going surfing, we're going surfing!
A report that will show literally millions of dollars in aid going through the system each week.
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
Now that, my friends, is the definition of ironic. (By the way, the company I work for runs medicaid systems for 14 states and the District of Columbia among other things. One of those other things is being the market leader in the photo enforcement of traffic laws, namely the running of red lights. I feel dirty now.)
Here is a song about doing your own thing and not joining the normal rat race that everyone else does.
I'm bailing out because I hate the race
Of rats that run round and round in the maze
I'm going surfing, I'm going surfing!
And it's ironic because it's getting me up to hyperspeed as I code.
The sea is rolling like a thousand pound keg
As I insert code for pharmacy claim processing into a weekly report that will show every single medicaid claim processed by the system.
We're going surfing, we're going surfing!
A report that will show literally millions of dollars in aid going through the system each week.
You take your car to work
I'll take my board
Now that, my friends, is the definition of ironic. (By the way, the company I work for runs medicaid systems for 14 states and the District of Columbia among other things. One of those other things is being the market leader in the photo enforcement of traffic laws, namely the running of red lights. I feel dirty now.)
