Why do I blog? So that I can drag out the most humiliating admissions of my life to be shared with you, my dear friends. Case in point: I am looking forward to seeing the movie Mamma Mia. I know, I know, shocking considering the exquisite refinement I ususally exhibit, but true. I have no idea why. Abba’s music has always seemed sort of equivalent to Peep’s marshmallow chickies, something that’s amusing to consider, but not to consume. Still, when the opening chords of Dancing Queen swell up in the theater this weekend, I will be there. If this photo of Christine Baranski in a teal feather pinafore is not enough to explain why, nothing I can say ever would.