Also Known As
A man can accumulate many names in a lifetime,
some more colorful than others,
some have deeper meaning.
Here are just a few which have come my way:
AirMikie - the name of the Biplane Flying Service which ran in Carlsbad Ca. while I was learning to fly.
Sundance - There is a tradition in military aviation that when a man enters the fraternity of
pilots, he is bestowed a call sign (name) by his instructor.
Click on the name to read the story
about how I accidently discovered how to make multiple sunrises, sunsets, moonrises and moonsets,
all natural, and all within less than half an hour.
Double M - an obvious reference to the initials in my name. It's my "business" persona name.
Fast Mikie - I like to shoot pool.
Michael - an alias I chose for myself around the time I achieved the Age of Reason.
I like it because it reminds me of the great artist Michaelangelo, and Michael the Archangel,
and because you get the neat nickname of Mike as a bonus.
I liked it much better than my given name, which will not be revealed by me except under
the most extreme torture. Michael is such a perfect name that I chose it for
my son! When I wanted to
call my daughter Michelle, my wife (now ex) suggested that it was a bit much. So we agreed on
Kendra. I was looking forward to a big family of
kids all named Michael, or Michelle. Doesn't George Foreman have a bunch of kids named George?
Triple M - my sign-on code at TeleMagic, Inc. The program requires 3 characters, and since my
finger is already on the M, it is easier to make my code three Ms than any other.
This was the beginning of the thinking of the name for Triple M Systems, and after considerable
playing with words, finally came up with another meaning for the three Ms: Mind + Method = Magic.
This is a reference to the concept that "Whatever can be conceived can be created".
The Waco Kid - I kinda like this one. Got "WacoKid" for my license plate. Don't you think it
has a certain "je ne sais quois"? A certain carefree, youthful, cowboy thing going on with it.
There are drawbacks with this one, however. Waco refers to the the manufacturer of the biplane.
It is a Waco YMF-5, built originally in 1935 and is an abbreviation for "Weaver Aircraft Co".
The word "Waco" is pronounced, in this case, as in "lock-o", and not as one would pronounce
the name of the city in Texas (way-ko), and certainly not "wack-o". So while it may be
confusing for others, it doesn't really matter much... it's MY name!
Lucky - needs no explanation!
Mike, Mikie, Mikey, Mick, Mac - all the usual suspects, variations on a theme.
Michael Ferrari - for a time, a lot of people actually thought my last name was Ferrari. It got
started with a few friends and frisbee players, an obvious reference to the Ferrari 275 GTB I was driving
at the time, but the name stuck after the car went away. I still use it from time to time when
making reservations for dinner. Sometimes I just don't feel like spelling M.C.C.A.F.F.E.R.T.Y. for
the 20th time today.
-- .. -.-. .... .- . .-.. / -- -.-. -.-. .- ..-. ..-. . .-. - -.-- Morse code. I was bludgeoned
into learning bits of it on my biplane tour of the US in '97 by wingman Art Annecharico. He needed
to learn Morse code for his ham radio license application and he bought a little device at Radio
Shack which drove me crazy with dots and dashes when all I wanted was some peace and quiet. But we
are still great friends! To translate your name (or anything!) into Morse code,
The Great Email Address Experiment:
After I signed up as the new owner of the URL "MichaelMcCafferty.com", I realized that since
I was the only one who was going to be getting email at this address, that I had infinite freedom
to choose any email address I wanted. (it's as if I was first in line when they open the window on the
first day they sell vanity license plates! I can have anything I want!) But wait, it gets
better, not only can I have ANY email address I want, I can get as MANY as I want. And not only
that, but even more fun (and fearful!), everyone else in the world can call me anything THEY want!
That seemed like an interesting experiment, so I sent a notice to a bunch of people letting them
know that my email address had changed and the new address was "whatever @MichaelMcCafferty.com"
and that they could replace the "whatever" with whatever they wanted. Here's some selected results
of that fun little experiment:
Alex is just kidding of course, he's probably just referencing the fact that Joni
and I have fun hanging out together. I have learned it is a good rule to respect marriage vows.
I guess Anne feels that I have a rather lofty self image.
Carol rejoices in my new yoga practice.
Cathy made me guess, and it shows what good friends we are that I figured it out quickly:
"My Good Friend Michael".
David, you know this couldn't be farther from the truth! I openly love Ferraris.
David has disliked Ferraris (at least in my presence) since that day
more than 20 years ago that my Ferrari 275GTB 2-cam long nose first dripped oil on
his driveway. I tried to explain that dripping oil is just something that older
Ferraris do, kinda like that fact that his dogs just kinda put their noses in my
groin. It's nothing personal, just the way it is. Anyway, we always have lots of
fun with the whole Ferrari-Porsche rivalry. It tell him that the difference between
Porsches and Ferraris is like the difference between artificial insemination (Porsches)
and mad passionate love making (Ferrari, of course).
Deb is a most extraordinary combination of aviatrix and redhead!
I think she is referring to the fact that we have not been in contact
for a while, and not the fact that I am "more strange".
Now, we are getting more descriptive! This is good. I encourage this stuff. From Deann.
Obvious reference to the days of TeleMagic. From Frank.
Glenn is a writer whose works contain some degree of humor.
Glenn couldn't wait for the "subject" line to register his disfavor with my
email that announced that I was selling the biplane!
Contributed by Jennifer B.
Not the most flattering appellation I have received, but included here in an express
attempt at fairly representing the email name experiment. When I pressed her on her
meaning, she simply said it was Wednesday, you know, "hump day". I'm not so sure...
Jennifer W. God bless her! Now this is the kind of email that goes in the "save forever" folder.
Jerry knows me from the days in Winnetka, Illinois.
"Freak" is actually an endearing word, and should not be coupled with the
name "stranger" above to indicate any mental imbalance on my part. Really.
Kat says that she will read to me when I am 95 years old. I'm looking forward to it!
Again, Kat is a good friend, and just having fun here. Wacko is a play on words,
more precisely, The Waco Kid, which refers to the biplane. So I'm really not a wacko,
Marg gets right to the point. I like the fact that even punctuation is allowed in the
Mary simply hit "reply". Totally a pragmatist!
Thank you, Megan! Now, you see, this is the kind of positive email I like to get!
Mike was referring to a large check in payment for the Scaglietti Corvette which
he sold for me. He was kidding. Seems like I know a lot of kidders.
Olga is a friend from Moscow.
Same friend, passing on greetings from another friend in Moscow, Katya, who was so kind and giving
above and beyond the call of duty.
Peri is friend of a friend, and is moving to Del Mar from Hawaii.
Notice the rare use of the dot before the @ sign.
Sean is really a lot more creative that this. But most of it would not be "G" rated.
Tricia is a good friend from England, where they still think kindly of Americans for
saving them from speaking German, and give us nicknames from the great wars.
All of this reminds me of the poem by Robert Burns
, who writes:
"Oh, what a gift the Gi'er gi'e us,
To see ourselves as others see us."