What’s In A Name?


 Hi, My name is Meatball! What is yours?…………….Why?

I am named Meatball because before my mom and dad got me, before they were even sure they were going to get a dog, just about when my dad was deciding if he had the time, energy, and desire to take care of a dog. He had a dream! Yeah, sort of like Dr. Martin Luther King….but my dads dream wasn’t so fancy, beautiful, fabulous, hmmm there are too many adjectives. Let’s just say my dads dream was a bit “plainer” and not quite as inspired. He had a dream that he was walking a sort of big but not yet full grown mastiff. In his dream he was in the parking lot of the 84 Diner right about by the light post with the big yellow cement base and he was walking someone like me, (maybe it was me?). then from out of nowhere, (in the dream) his dad came walking up and rubbed the mastiff on the head and said, “Hi Meatball, ….How are you doin’ Meatball?”  Wierd huh?

So I was named “Meatball”.

They, (mom and dad) tried to think of other names for me. More fun, more fitting, more  noble, more something names. But Meatball stuck. Some of the other names they thought of were. Fluffy, Tiny, Thunder, Flash uh-huhhhhh master of the universe, (too long), Ming the Merciless, Mostro Brutale, Aso, (Filipino for dog but sounds too much like asshol*…you get the picture…they might have named me that too), Barnes, (as in half of Barnes & Nobels and then get another dog and name him “Nobels…..dumb)), Bear, also Megatron, (also dumb0,  and I am sure there were a lot of others.

In the end they had to give me a formal name also, The breeder insisted and the AKC would require it. And so I also have my “real” name on my official documents. It is….(drumroll please)…..”Madigans The Great Barrington”! Maidigans the breeder is where all of my relatives come from and is where I am from. They are my heritage just as say, Prince William is from the Royal Family, the Windsors I believe, (if I was a real writer I would have to research that…but I think you get my drift).

So there that is my name and how it came to be. I am Meatball, the Madigans Great Barrington! From a long line of Great English Mastiffs! From a long line of fine breeding! From a Great Family! A name I am proud to wear. A family I am proud to honor. From a line I am proud to represent!

Life Lesson: Know who you are and where you come from. Family

Diverse. Diagnosable. Pack.


 If you think some people are sane, it just means you do not know them well enough.

We probably shared the same loony bin in our past life.  Hi, my name is Meatball and I have Anxiety Disorder NOS.  (Please see last blog).

If you get to meet my mom and dad for the first time, you’ll probably think that they are a perfectly nice couple.  What you will probably never know is that they both have Diagnoses just like me.

My dad is Italian-American.  He is inertia in motion.  Passionate.  Creative.  Productive.  He has a bucket list for EVERY SINGLE DAY and he gets upset when something doesn’t get done on the list.   He has such a great zeal for life that he wants to live to at least 120.  He loves to cook.  He designs and makes furniture.  He fixes cars.  He paints, writes poetry and makes artwork from wood.  He is your all around jack-of-all trades.  He also has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Anything and Everything should be in their proper place.  Maybe he needs this to keep all his stuff in order.  My mom tells people that she cannot cook.  That’s actually not true.  Under duress, she can probably cook, but not in my dad’s kitchen, she ‘s too messy.  He also has Seasonal Affective Disorder.  He gets depressed in the winter, and during most days when the sun is not shining, all because he cannot do what he has planned to do that day.

My mom is all-Filipino.  She is inertia at rest.  My dad calls her BL – beyond lazy.  If you want her to do something, you would need to explain to her, in detail why it needs to be done.  Then you would have to justify, again in detail, why she should be the one to do it.  She has a death wish, (life to her is just too much work), so she is not afraid of anything (except heights).  She is a high functioning Bipolar with Psychotic symptoms.  She believes she is the lost Skywalker, the  back-up plan just in case Luke and Leia don’t make it.  She is depressed because she thinks she has been abandoned, and she did not have a chance to fulfill her destiny.  She is strong in the Force.  She is practically royalty.  She is entitled to Millions of Minions, but all she has is my dad and me.  She spends her days dreaming of the time when the Empire would need her and put her in her rightful place.  She makes sure she is prepared, she plays Bejeweled Blitz almost all day to keep her eye-hand coordination sharp.

This I think is the purpose of my life – to make sure I keep them off the edge.  Make sure my dad relaxes sometimes, and my mom does not get herself killed too soon.

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Life Lesson:  It is not just who make up your pack, but also what keeps it together:  Meatball, Munication, Mmitment, and Mental Illness, not necessarily in that order.