I can feel it in the air...

There's not a whole heck of a lot that I like about winter weather.  Actually, there's really only one thing that I like about winter weather and that is static electricity.  I've been spending the majority of my time doing this:

First, I roll around on the comforter, then I walk over to the nearest light switch and use the screws in the light switch plate as a good grounding point and enjoy the shock.  Roll and repeat.  I'm really not kidding.  I probably do this too much.  My personal best so far is about a 1 centimeter arc.  Usually it's only about 1/2 a centimeter.  I take what I can get though.  Most of the year I get nothing, so I probably over-indulge a little bit.  I might stop when I start to smell my flesh burning, but I make no promises.