Sometimes people tell me about their “guilty pleasures.”

The phrase sounds so racy and scandalous, but it really means, “Something that I like that I’m ashamed of liking because other people think it’s dumb.”

I don’t have guilty pleasures. I like what I like unashamedly, because life is too short to have to issue a disclaimer every time I tell someone how much I enjoy the Spice Girls or Fuller House.

So it is without shame that I tell you I’m obsessed with the musical Cats. Some of you Galaxy Cr...