It's the time of year where everything I touch zaps me. I swear I'm a human Tesla coil!  The other day, I stepped out of my car and grabbed the door. There was a visible BOLT of electricity that arced from my car into my hand. My hand was numb for a couple of minutes!  Cathy and I do the "defensive touch" with our hands or elbows before we kiss, lest we scorch our lips.

There are some fun side effects:

• Our attack kitty (who likes to lacerate me on the way to bed) is especially fun to rub with the velour blanket. He walks away, hair in matted sparking clumps- most excellent!
• Showing our son the joys of the blue spark of shuffling feet.
• The playground charge.

I'm very careful when filling the gas tank. I can't believe that someone, at some time, hasn't blown themselves up filling up their tank. I cringe overtime I zap my laptop. I've actually caused it to wake while the screen was closed after zapping it!

As I write this, Cathy is struggling with the charged powdered sugar while making a batch of what will be super-yummy chocolate cookies with peppermint icing.

As a matter of fact, I'm signing off so I can setup our humidifier for the first time this year. Before I go, feel free to comment on your own encounters with out of control electrical [dis]charges, of the static kind!

UPDATE: Yes, someone, somewhere did have an incident at a gas station with static electricity. Thankfully, no explosion occurred :P [video]