It was a good con, and as usual the Brotherhood Without Banners had the best parties at the convention. The Human Chess Match was a hoot and a half as well, and Daniel had me really worried for a while there.
I did lose the Hugo, alas. Indeed, I finished an ignonimous fifth out of five. Win some, lose some and all that. The award went to SPIN by Robert Charles Wilson, a really terrific novel and a very worthy winner. Losing doesn't sting nearly as much when you're beaten by a book that good, so I am pretty philosophical about all this (unlike, say, Philadelphia in 2001). No need for condolences, folks, really.
I got to pass out plenty of Hugo Loser ribbons too. This year marked the 30th anniversary of the Hugo Losers Party, and we wanted to celebrate the occasion. The first one was held in my room at the 1976 worldcon in Kansas City, Big Mac... still the best and most innovative of modern worldcons.
All in all, I was pretty pleased with the Hugo results. It was particularly gratifying to see rockets go to Donato Giancola, David Hartwell, and Peter S. Beagle (though I would have loved to see Beagle tie with Howard Waldrop, since they both deserved Hugos).
Lots more to report on, but this business center time is expensive, so I'll save all that until I get home.
I fly back to New Mexico tomorrow, and it's back to work the day after.