It made me think of Johnny Cash.

I think because “How do you do?” reminds me of A Boy Named Sue.

But, in general, I think about Johnny Cash a lot. So much that you would almost certainly establish a line that separates weird from normal. And I would cross over into weird.

For instance, I was recently thinking about funerals.

Why?

I couldn’t tell you if I wanted to.

In particular, I was thinking about wearing all black. The color of mourning. And how I don’t like to follow trends or traditions. I will rebel simply for the sake of it.

But all black at a funeral…

That’s actually one I can get behind.

Why?

Well, this one I can answer.

“Till things get brighter, I’m the man in black.”