I was so busing blahing (a Barbarossa's explicit, typically enlightened, Harvard suggestion!)).. I suddenly heard a strange sound eminating from the general direction of the Galley. So I strolled leisurely to the galley, known locally as "De Vliegende Hollander" (The Flying Dutch Man), and found flames consuming my stash and also other lesser things.
Follow the link, see if you can help me find the culprit..
X marks the spot.