That isn't some sort of reverse psychology title to drag everyone in to read something. My brain has become Baldwin feed the last few days, and I'm having a motivationally challenged moment when it comes to actually wrapping the rings I need to get something done.
I know it's Wednesday, but I guess I should make a weekend and purposely not do anything at all.
Charon's the skinny guy in the corner surrounded by pliers and fueled by caffeine. When he's not playing with rings, he'll be found either hypnotized by video games or outside refining his rope dart and chain whip technique.