You know, we are science fiction and fantasy fans/creators (there's a Hugo to prove it). Naturally it follows there is some magic or science that makes the Hugo infinite (blah blah blah folds in space and time) we all have one whole Hugo each, except for that young person somewhere who hasn't yet even dreamed of fandom. They're a bit confused by the 1.7 Hugos that turned up at their house this morning but you know, they're a nascent fan so they're both anxious and willing to roll with it.