Actually, the title here was supposed to be ‘my third hole’, but I realize that you think of very different things. Earrings, I'm talking about earrings. Last summer, the jeweler pierced hole number two in my ears, and last Thursday, very impulsively, number three was added. So that's three little bells per ear from now on. Tattoos are addictive, but this comes pretty close. Because such an ear party, man, you also want to organize. And as it goes at a party, it also applies here: the more souls, the more joy, so I'm already thinking about the next piercing. By the way, Lil posted a shopping trip this afternoon. There's a good chance you'll also stop by the jeweler tonight.