Yes, that's right. There's a black hole in my shop. It has an appetite for measuring devices, and pencils. The Black Hole follows me around the shop and gobbles up a tape measure, or pencil. Gone. Poof! Of course, I look high and low and can't find it. I finally give up looking and buy a replacement. Guess what. A day or two later, the lost item appears in the shop. The damn Black Hole, coughs it up, leaving it right where I'll find it. Bastard.