Does anyone know where I can get a pair of orange cargo pants? Not that I can afford to go clothes shopping right now but yeah. So anyway, I was telling Ang Hold, when I vacuumed, which was oh, say…1987 was probably the last time, at my parent’s place, I would often sing over the vacuum. And in the upstairs hall was the doorbell – the actual bell that rings. And as I would sing sometimes I would hit the resonant frequency of the doorbell. And of course we all know what that means, right? It means that the note that I was singing was the exact same note that the doorbell rings, so the sympathetic vibrations would cause the doorbell to ring. It was like a little chorus of two. And that, my friends, is science.