A virtual hoard of the shiny things I find on the internet.

 

Readers of Stieg Larsson’s best-selling thriller will be happy to learn that one mystery posed by the book has been roundly solved: …why every single woman who encountered the boring, middle-aged and coffee-scented reporter, Miguel Bloomphurst (sp?), wanted so bad to jump his bones all the time. SPOILER ALERT: because he looks like Daniel Craig, it turns out.