No doubt by now everyone in the world is familiar with the use of the suffix “-izzle”. Popularized, I believe, by Snoop Dogg with his, “Fo’ shizzle my nizzle.” Utter gibberish. No one knows what such a thing could possibly mean. Far too many other people just throw that particular suffix out there whenever they feel like it, thus bastardizing the English language even more than using, “lol”.

Lately, though, I have started to notice a new and equally annoying suffix that is taking over our society. I am speaking of, “-icious”. As in Beyonce’s “Booty-licious” and then Fergie’s, “Fergi-licious” and now that new reality show, “Girl-icious”. Now there may be one or two occasions when such a thing is appropriate; for example, I work with a young lady by the name of Barb and I have heard other co-workers call her Barb-ilicious; that being a play on the phrase coined by Wayne and Garth, “magically babe-ilicious.” Also one could justifiably say, “Those deli-style sandwiches they serve at the Redneck are deli-icious.”

Maybe I should start a new craze; I’ll take the, “agious” from the word, “contagious” and use it to show how odd things are spreading from person to person and infecting our brains. “Those words are sufix-agious.” “Blue Beaver is beer-agious.” “This blog is hilari-agious.” Everybody at home try it with me. “Text messaging is rotflol-agious.” I think we could really make this the next big thing.

     Normally, I frequently tell people that I have no life.  I usually have quite a lot of time to just sit around staring either into cyberspace or at the t.v.  I can just let my mind go blank until inspiration suddenly hits me upside the head and I come up with a topic to blog about.

Unfortunately, I’ve just been too freakin’ busy to do nothing for any length of time.  Between solving another murder, going to a trade show, and catching a flick with the sister (not to mention driving through a blinding snow-storm for two-and-a-half hours just so I could crash in my own bed); I’ve barely had time to get three or four hours of sleep.  I certainly haven’t had time to get into the kitchen to prepare custom sandwiches for all of The Redneck’s faithful Beer Buddies.  But I promise I’ll get to them real soon.  I’ve got a three-day-week-end coming up so maybe I’ll even be able to go out and visit some other cyber-spaces.

But now, I have to go wash the dishes.