Dirty Tops
The restaurant industry tends to be cyclical. It’s one trend followed by another. You’re cutting edge for a while and then you’re chasing the pack. It can be a real rat race. Perhaps lemmings are involved?
Yes, I’m trying to include lots of references to rodentia. We’re talking about restaurants here. I don’t recognize sacred cows. Like always I gotta keep it classy.
There’s a trend where celebrity chefs are seen everywhere except in their own kitchens. I’m looking but not looking at you, Naomi Pomeroy. Squee. One final Beast reference.
Honey Badger, though, will have the last word. Keep reading.
Short Story: Inside #BlogShorts
Inside
by Tom B. Taker
Slowly I became aware of its presence. The black malevolent evil had returned and was throbbing inside of me.
Today was going to be more interesting than I originally thought.
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This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.
Short Story: Rumble #BlogShorts
Rumble
by Tom B. Taker
“By the Whiskers, we will be victorious,” CrookedTail hissed.
The assembled warriors cheered.
“Now go lick yourselves and rest up. We leave after Fourth Nap. Those dogs are gonna pay!”
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This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.
Short Story: Dark Alley #BlogShorts
Dark Alley
by Tom B. Taker
There was a steel glint in my eye and a steel glint in my hand.
The gun went off with a flash. He crumpled.
I left him there to rot.
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This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.
Short Story: The Hell You Say #BlogShorts
The Hell You Say
by Tom B. Taker
Drowsy, I departed the desert highway and found a hotel. The warm smell of colitas drifted in the air when she first appeared. I stayed; we never stopped making love.
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This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.
For some strange reason, I can’t think of a song for this post. Oh, what the hell. Maybe this one.
Short Story: The Cowpuncher Boogie #BlogShorts
The Cowpuncher Boogie
by Tom B. Taker
The weathered stranger rode into town. White linen and black hat; there was a saddle wisdom about him. He drank, gambled and chased women, then rode on into the sunset.
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This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.
Short Story: Beast in Show #BlogShorts
Beast in Show
by Tom B. Taker
The sofa looming above, I sprinted towards safety, Fluffy right on my heels. For naught. Feline teeth pierced my six-inch body; blackness engulfed me. The miniaturization experiment had ended.
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This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.
Isn't that the look of a cat that would eat you if given half a chance?
Shouts from the Abyss 
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