Remote Control Ramp

A black TV remote was resting sloped against a folded fleece blanket on the couch cushion, angling upward like a miniature launchpad. I didn't think twice. I took five fast strides along the soft corduroy armrest, leaped down, and planted both feet square on the rubber volume-down key. The rubber squished with a soft click, giving just enough bounce to launch me clean over the plush gap between the cushions. I tucked into a smooth barrel roll across the fleece and stuck the landing right against a decorative tassel. Perfect dismount to close out the night!