Michael Norton has been seeing ghosts. Not the romantic or friendly variety; these are the Ghostbusters kind, creating chaos whenever they appear. They keep him up at night and his ambitions low. Mostly, they keep his social calendar empty as he pines over wasted years and lost loves. Lots and lots of pining. Piles of pine, even. Enough to build a nice end table with. As Michael stumbles toward his 40th birthday, he creates a Facebook account and reconnects with his college roommate. As the drink count rises, a night of catching up quickly spirals out of control. Secrets are revealed, militant vegans go on the attack, boxes are opened and then quickly closed, stoners philosophize about videogames, and Michael finds himself in the arms of a pierced college student. It's a night that will either save him or expose the boiling sea of crazy that he's always trying to suppress. Matadors is a quirky and melancholy novel about reconnecting with your past and trying to maintain some measure of dignity, even when you had none in the first place.