As I walked by the imposing, brownstone St. Augustine church yesterday morning, yellow leaves crunching underfoot, autumnal crispness in the air, I swear I heard the opening chords of Thriller on the pipe organ. You can tell me I was mistaken, but I'll stand by my story.

The Breaking Bad finale: Do you think there was a spirited debate about whether to use Badfinger's Baby Blue or Bob Dylan's It's All Over Now, Baby Blue? Surely they could have licensed the Them version, my favorite. Perhaps the publishing was prohibitively expensive. In any case, streaming of Badfinger is up 20,000 percent on Spotify and other streaming services. People should dig the whole album. Straight Up an underappreciated stunner.

Got my coffee to stay instead of to go this morning because they were playing Genesis in the cafe. Land of Confusion. Not ironic. Not ashamed.