I think the residency and Readercon following right on the heels are too big to do a round-up of either. But it was great to see youse guys who were seen at each of them. If only Readercon could be plopped down in the middle of, say, Madison, instead of one mile from a mall, it’d be giving Wiscon some relatively serious competition in my heart. Still: Korean BBQ was excellent, Thai was all right, and the mafia was as treacherous as ever (you poor trusting suckers! it’s good to confirm one’s devious side is still intact). Plus, Mr. McLaren secretly delivered me a delicious rumcake to the hotel, which was ingested with glee and bargain champagne in celebration of many birthdays (or at least, mine, Kelly’s and Gavin’s).