Memoir of a trivia collecting Jeopardy hound, who is lonely. A good illustration of why you need to figure out what a friend is before you look for a girlfriend. It felt very romantic-era, with great heights and depths of emotional turmoil. I kept thinking of Frankenstein, and I just realized, that it's because like Rostan, the monster was also very lonely, and also picked up a lot of trivia through reading.