I got up disgracefully early and drove to San Francisco for work. I'm thinking that a lot of people are taking the week off, as I got to the Bay Bridge before the metering lights were on. Sadly that just meant the traffic over the bridge sucked, rather than queuing to get onto the bridge.
We had our Xmas lunch, and cleared the outstanding stuff, then I headed out, with a big tin of mince pies from the current Mrs Kelly that'll probably last me 3 days. Traffic sucked and sucked the whole way home - getting out of the city was a miserable experience, compounded by queue jumpers whose time is obviously far more important than everybody else's. There was a back up at pretty much every major freeway interchange, and then a long backup just outside Davis so everybody could slow down and stare at two cars being towed away. It took me almost 4 hours to get home :o(