Recurring radio ads on 96.3 Easy Rock just made me itch to want Mamma Mia quite bad. For one, I guess I’d consider myself an Abba kid, having to listen the Swedish group’s tracks over and over again whenever my mom cooks Sunday lunch meal during my formative years. Then you had Meryl Streep in the film. I just don’t know. My friends are too busy and poor, as I am, to splurge on this. But heck it’s been long since my last theater visit. Ho-hum.
