Happy Returns

It was mid-afternoon and not too busy at Floggin’ Brews. I was taking the opportunity to clean off and restock the liquor shelves behind the bar. It was tedious work, but a chore I enjoyed: the shelves were lit in a way that made the bottles glow, and the arrangement of shelves and bottles always […]

The Poetry Slam, Part 4

I don’t know who Mikhel hired to soundproof the Theatre, but they clearly knew what they were doing. The noise level from the Poetry Slam was either nonexistent (door closed) or deafening (door cracked open). Mikhel ran drinks back and forth to the Theatre. I mostly stayed at the bar, which truthfully was pretty quiet. […]

The Poetry Slam, Part 2

“Pour another round. And remember. . . “ “Yes.” “Don’t get any on your hands.” Mikhel looked dead serious. I wasn’t sure what was in this Jägerbrew stuff, but after carefully filling the metal cups for the second round, I grabbed a pair of rubber gloves I use while cleaning, and pulled them on. Better […]

With Pronouns for All

Floggin’ Brews is an inclusive place, or at least as much as possible for a place frequented by actual human beings. But we make an effort to make sure all our guests feel welcomed and safe. That included the trans community, of course, which is a group I particularly respect for their unique expressions of […]

A Brush with Authority

You can tell a lot about a person by how they wipe off a table. Floggin’ Brews has a policy that you can reclaim a dollar if you return your glass to the bar and wipe off your own table. It doesn’t matter if you’ve had one beer or five, you got a dollar credit […]

Got Your Back

I never knew quite what to think of Boss. She was an elegant orange tabby and friendly enough, but She seemed to know things that cats do not ordinarily know. Like how to supervise a crowded room. I’d seen Her brush up against a leg, or jump onto a table, or meow, at exactly the […]

Scene Work

Tori and Kohm were both handy with rope. And floggers. And canes, and whips, and other impact implements. But mostly, Tori and Kohm liked things that go “zap” – specifically, violet wands and E-stim units. I first saw them do a scene at the EARLY party. They were creative, I’ll give them that. The scene […]

Falling Into Place

It was around 5:30 on a Wednesday, and Floggin’ Brews was already moderately busy. I was taking care of the far end of the bar, with Mikhel closer to the door. A guy in his mid-thirties came in with five or six contemporaries, and they huddled over the beer list near Mikhel. I didn’t pay […]


I took a deep breath, let it out, and tried to stand a little bit taller as I opened the door to Floggin’ Brews for my first official day on the job. I wore the FB “uniform” – a blue shirt, sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and a pair of khaki pants. I had […]