Simple. *THE* Cat made me do it. [And, at the moment, I couldn't come up with a better idea to throw at him.]
He insisted that his self portrait be displayed. Wanted it full size, but I put my foot down there. Explained patiently to him that if he wanted anyone to stick around to view it, He'd best let me create a small web sized version. He consented with a large harumph and went back to sleep on my piles of notes on how to get an MT blog up and running. So much for reading those right now.
Before his current nap, he had commented that he was an artist and he he did not like change. Sees no reason the *old ways* won't work just fine. I patiently explained that with ever changing technologies, designers for the web medium must learn new techniques on a continuing basis. That it is an endless and exciting quest for knowledge.
He didn't care much, but when I pointed out that if *he* and *his* web sites did not keep up with the times, his great art might be rendered unviewable in the future. As he would like for all future generations of kittens to be able to stand in awe of his great talent, he relented.
He did demand one concession from me. Many of his feline friends are as crusty and set in their ways as he is. They use older, out of date version 4.x browsers, either by choice or because of the edicts of some corpurrrrration. He demanded that I, the lowly human, get to work to make it possible for them to view his purrfect creation in a pleasant fashion. He told me change might be interesting and exciting to me, but that in the real world, things like filling the food bowl and napping in the sun were much more important to the average feline than upgrading computer systems. They tell him, if it's not broken, they see no reason to fix it. He demanded that his crusty buddies be able to see him in all his glory as well. He was not totally pleased when I told him I would not use hacks that broke the valid code to attempt to make the pages fancier for them, but he relented when he saw that his face would stay front and center. My rambles were, and are, of no interest to him. Then, as I said before, he went back to his nap.
We decided the pronunciation would be:
[ka·tär´·tis]
And since it is *our* word, it can be anything we like, and we can miswrite the pronunciation notations if we want. Doesn't really matter if anyone can say it anyway on the web. Say it as you will. We will correct you if ever we meet. Ahhh, the joys of a living language and the imagination spurred by the vastness of the worldwide web.
Since I seem to have been listening to the THE Cat's sage wisdom so much today, I think I heed his example and enjoy a nice little catnap in the sun before he awakens and sets me upon yet another task.
TaTa for Now,
Farron [& that now snoozing _^..^_ ]