Remote Control Launchpad

Sticking that surge protector landing was electric, but once the room went dark, I hopped straight up onto the living room sofa! Parked right between two plush pillows was the television remote control. Naturally, I couldn't resist testing out the terrain. I bolted down the slick plastic face, treating the raised rubber volume buttons like tiny hurdles, and planted both sneakers hard onto the oversized red power button at the tip. Click! A bright, booming rectangle of neon color suddenly flared to life on the far wall, washing the whole room in a glowing blue trail. Who needs a nightlight when you've got turbo-charged channel surfing?