That bloke Solomon

I remember meeting a bloke in Paris from South Wales of Arab extraction who said his name- Salman- was the Arabic version of Solomon and- weirdly enough- Frederick. I would love to get confirmation from someone for that. Let me know.
Anyway, this bloke Solomon. Clever guy. Wrote a few books in the Bible, apparently. One of these- the Preacher's Book (or Ecclesiastes to you good Greeks), must be one of the best philosophical tracts ever. Far easier to read than Marx's Das Kapital anyway.
I should read it again, but from what I remember Solomon talks about what he's done and what his conclusion is. He had it all- riches, concubines (women, not large hedgehogs), and the throne of Israel. He tried three things, broadly: Pleasure, Fame, and Wealth. And the conclusion he came to was that it's all a load of crap (not strictly his wording, but very close to the meaning). The hilarious thing is that I now get where he's coming from: I've experienced fame, then pleasure, then some wealth and have come to the conclusion that it's worth nothing. Life is meaningless and empty. End of story.