I’ve had on and off love affair of the mind with Jeopardy for ages. I always enjoy it, but don’t always watch it for practical uninteresting reasons, although this year I’ve watched every episode thus far. I play along on Jeopardy.com and once a year completely mess up the Jeopardy test due to inexplicable inability to perform under strict time limit. The pinnacle of this decades long passion has certainly been Ken Jennings, the player extraordinaire with his uncontested 75 appearances back in 2004 (wow, it’s been that long, scary how time moves) and 74 wins. Defeated in the final game by Nancy Zerg and a Final Jeopardy question so easy, I figured it out right away. But then again no one’s heard of Zerg (or me for that matter) and Ken Jennings remain a legend. At least among the trivia lovers who are the subject of and the target audience for this book, Jennings’ recollection of his time on Jeopardy and his travels in the land of random knowledge geeks, something of a memoir, something of a love letter, entertaining, informative and laden with fun facts readers can try to puzzle out. Jeopardy’s been around for a long time, it’s a veritable institution and with tv getting progressively dumber, it has always been the shining light of major broadcasting. Trivia isn’t as popular in the US as it is in UK or some other countries, then again this is the land that actually sees stupidity as a sort of folksy virtue and among all the rampant anti intellectualism, it’s always such a pleasure to tune in and see a few bravely smart souls and test your knowledge against them. I mean, it’s one thing to suspect you’re kinda smart and entirely another to have it be confirmed by national television and the national treasure that is Alex Trebek. Sure, trivia doesn’t precisely equate with intelligence, but as Jennings puts it, they certainly live in the same neighborhood. I’m decent at trivia, Jennings has made himself a millionaire through it, a feat positively magical in its improbability. That’s genuinely awesome as in awe inspiring. Of course, I’d wanna read a book he wrote. In fact did in the past, the one about maps, a very good one. No idea what took me so long with Brainiac. The guy can actually write pretty well, he’s erudite and funny and pleasantly self effacing, not just a witty face, forgive the terrible attempt at a pun. Plus it was fascinating to peek behind the proverbial curtain at one of my all time favorite shows, check out how the it all works (warning…it’s a pretty disappointing experience, far from a romanticized version one might have in mind). But still…so interesting. And Jennings went on to have a fun life, it seems like, and a decent career as an author. Wish he’d write more books for adults, though. Surely kids’ ones are easier, quicker and financially lucrative, but selfishly I would just love to read more of his books. There’s something very enjoyable about the way he writes, probably because his passion for his subjects and general geekiness comes through so plainly. If you don’t care about Jeopardy or trivia, this isn’t for you. But for those who get the thrill of knowledge for the sheer sake of knowledge and excitement of storing and producing at the opportune times random facts about random things this is a must. Very enjoyable read and a great way to spend a rainy Sunday.