Day 5: All Work and No Play (Hank)

Oh, how I toil in front of a computer screen all day and all night. When I am not oil painting sunsets or line dancing, I am managing Pritty and her online world.

She did buy me ergonomic typing gloves for my paws from The Cotton Barn, so my wrists have sufficient typing support now.

I fear I may need a stronger prescription for my reading glasses, though. Please don't suggest blue blocking eyeglasses, I would get laughed out of the cat park if I wore those. A cat in a bowtie is enough fodder for bullying. Cats are cruel.

While Pritty dusts her wheel of lipstick (and places more demands on me), I am doing some digital housekeeping.

Pritty would like people to report tsk tsks to us so we can share them with the readers of her computer universe. A tsk tsk is anything that Pritty deems unacceptable, such as smoking, drinking, or tube tops.

Today I updated her Twitter banner. She does not understand Twitter, so I didn't even try to explain to her that it is now called X.

I mean, we are the home of TSK TSK, I don't lie.

I am fighting an uphill battle with Google inboxes at the moment, but they will not defeat this feline social media guru.

If Pritty's emails are going in your promotions tab, you can slide/drag them to your inbox. I tried to explain the promotions tab to her, and she thought it just meant she was getting endless promotions.

Pritty would also like to interview a reader of her blog. She will email you a series of questions, and you will reply with your answers. She said she will take it from there, whatever that means! She'll probably twist your words in a hilarious fashion and add clip art.

If you are interested in being interviewed by Pritty or reporting a tsk, tsk, please reach out to prittyandhank@gmail.com

We will be sure to give you the anonymous glory everyone on the internet deserves. If you want to be a star, we can make that happen, too. Thankfully, Pritty is allowing me to leave the condo without a disguise lately, so my anon life is over. I am grateful. Wigs are itchy.

And if you find my writing amazing, and Pritty's stories too good to be true, please share them with a friend. She is just learning about the World Wide Web, and she thought I said, World Wide Friend. She doesn't joke about friends!

Happy Friday, oh it is only Thursday....

Peace out,

Hank