I made a list of things to do on Christmas Day  – that being the 25th day of December, another day on the calendar for me. Unlike a lot of days when I make lists, I actually managed to do everything I set out to do. In the morning, I took a quick trip down south to feed and greet an alone kitty cat. From there I headed into downtown Seattle and Pacific Place Mall. At the AMC theatre there, any movie beginning before noon is only (only!) six dollars. Before I get to the movie, downtown was virtually empty. Kinda like an early Sunday morning, but even emptier. I was going to park on the street since it would be free for the holiday and there would be plenty of spaces, but something about the emptiness told me I should opt for the safety of the garage. I’ve never seen that garage so empty and was able to park on the top level right outside the elevator room.Once upstairs at AMC, there were quite a few people trickling in for movie time. I bought a ticket for The Tempest and had a half hour to spare. I went in to find the cafe/bar was open. I had already decided, while still at home, that I would get concessions, but I was not prepared for the prices. I haven’t been to that theatre in a while, but they must have just recently raised all their prices. I couldn’t tell you what the old ones where, but earlier this year they were definitely lower. A small soda is now $4.25 and a small popcorn is $5.75. I walked over to the cafe/bar just to see what beers they had in stock and discovered a bottle of beer is only $4! What? A beer is cheaper than the smallest size soda? Where is the logic? So, I had a bottle of Dos Equis poured into a pint glass for me, and had enough time to finish it before the trailers started (the beer and wine can only be consumed in their little corral).Note: You can get a decent amount of popcorn at the new Cinerama for only $2 for plain and $3 for chocolate/mixed.The movie itself was pretty good. Amazingly I was able to follow pretty well the unceasing prose. The costumes were cool – tons of zippers and Prospera’s cape was nifty. The film got a PG-13 rating, partly due to some nudity, which I do believe only amounted to Ben Wishaw’s fake boobies in a few scenes as his Ariel character. They’re obviously fake – he’s a boy! – so I find it a little funny that they should be mentioned in the rating.After the film, I went back home to gather up some things to take to the post office. While I didn’t take everything I intended, the fact is, I did go to the post office and send a package and a letter which is all I intended. All it means is that I’ll have to go back to the post office another day to mail the rest of the items.The walk to the post office was a bit disconcerting. It’s funny how the one day a year that is supposed to be the happiest and most full of love and togetherness was actually a tad bit scary. The streets were practically deserted, most businesses closed. The quiet and the emptiness had me on edge. Anything could have happened that afternoon, and most likely no one would have noticed. I didn’t feel totally safe until I got into Mecca and sat down at the counter. Amazingly, at 3 o’clock on Christmas afternoon, the bar was pretty full, with more people than some days after work. Even in the diner side, most of the booths were occupied. So I sat at the counter and had my Christmas dinner at Mecca. Afterwards, full as a tick, I plodded home, content that I had done everything on my list for the day.Now it’s way too early on the day after (thank the cat for that – the fuzzy alarm clock). I have no plans except to maybe cash in the pizza gift card I got from Secret Santa, thereby delaying a grocery store run a few days. I think I may work on my latch hook rug some more. Or maybe I’ll just do nothing. That’s the prerogative of being an unfettered adult.