Wool Blanket Charge

I came back inside from the balcony to hunt for prime voltage! On the living room sofa, a thick knitted wool throw blanket was folded in a tall heap. Pure friction potential! I threw myself headfirst into the heavy knit folds, rolling vigorously from side to side until every fiber hummed. My seams bristled with crackling tension! I dug both hands into the dark wool and thrust outward, sending bright static sparks dancing along the woven yarn. The blanket lit up in tiny glowing snaps. Fully recharged for the night!