Apparently Copra is the only word that truly rhymes with opera. Copra is the dried meat of a coconut, so it really doesn't make any sense to be a Phantom of the Copra, but that has never stopped me before.
The world is my oyster.
Coincidently, it is National Oysters Rockefeller Day. But I suppose I should really say, "The world is my coconut." BTW, the phrase "The world is my oyster" was first coined by Shakespeare in The Merry Wives of Windsor when a character says, "Why then the world's mine oyster, Which I with sword will open." I don't believe Shakespeare ever said anything about coconuts. Though it would have been interesting to see Hamlet speaking to a coconut instead of Yorick's skull in the cemetery scene.
That was one of my better digressions if I do say so myself. I really just started out trying to justify using an image of me as the Phantom of the Opera (which I think I pull off pretty well as long as I'm heaping on self-compliments). After all, since I feel invisible most of the time I might as well romanticize it as being a phantom.
Not so sure about the Phantom of the Copra, though.
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