More about Dubya than I cared to know...

In college I read The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins, and there was a character in the book that solved every problem that vexed him by turning to a page in Robinson Crusoe, which invariably held the answer he was looking for.

Let's hope Dubya doesn't use the same method to solve his dilemmas:

New Yorker writer Brendan Gill recalls roaming the Kennebunkport compound one night while staying there looking for a book to read -- the only title he could find was "The Fart Book."

Ewww.