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+!!python/unicode 'about.html': [macros.j2, base.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/angry-post.html': [blog.j2, macros.j2, base.j2, analytics.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/atom.xml': [atom.j2, macros.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/excerpts.xml': [atom.j2, macros.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/happy-post.html': [blog.j2, macros.j2, base.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/index.html': [listing.j2, macros.j2, base.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/sad-post.html': [blog.j2, macros.j2, base.j2, analytics.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/tags/angry.html': [macros.j2, base.j2, tagged_posts.j2, analytics.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/tags/happy.html': [macros.j2, base.j2, tagged_posts.j2, analytics.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/tags/sad.html': [macros.j2, base.j2, tagged_posts.j2, analytics.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'blog/tags/thoughts.html': [macros.j2, base.j2, tagged_posts.j2,
+ analytics.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'index.html': [macros.j2, base.j2]
+!!python/unicode 'media/css/reset-min.css': []
+!!python/unicode 'media/css/reset.css': []
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+!!python/unicode 'media/js/libs/jquery-1.5.1.min.js': []
+!!python/unicode 'media/js/libs/modernizr-1.7.min.js': []
+!!python/unicode 'portfolio/index.html': [macros.j2, base.j2]
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+rvm --create use ruby-1.9.2@hyde
+
+export LESS_PATH=`which lessc`
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+Personal website of Chris Moylan.
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+# TODO #
+
+* restore favicon
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+---
+extends: base.j2
+default_block: main
+title: About BASIC
+description: The default hyde template
+---
+
+this is the about page
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+---
+extends: base.j2
+default_block: main
+title: BASIC - A hyde website
+description: Home page for the BASIC hyde template
+---
+
+<h1> blah blah what a boor #</h1>
+<p>
+Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, eu at, <a href="#">egestas mattis</a> adipiscing. Et eu, nulla gravida ut vulputate, turpis a placerat lorem suspendisse, accumsan elementum, eget in. Mauris at eget nascetur odio pharetra, libero elit viverra id risus. Leo eget mattis donec neque a quis, nunc nulla, imperdiet arcu. Vel sapien libero, convallis augue, id nonummy amet semper ut ante nullam, rutrum amet vel ante velit. Mattis quis in augue etiam nec, vestibulum viverra ullamcorper, ut et luctus aenean at. Duis morbi felis duis praesent, tellus arcu ut ut. Turpis ac vestibulum in, feugiat sed at quam. Vel neque. Molestie posuere elit vehicula urna.
+</p>
+<p>
+Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, eu at, <a href="#">egestas mattis</a> adipiscing. Et eu, nulla gravida ut vulputate, turpis a placerat lorem suspendisse, accumsan elementum, eget in. Mauris at eget nascetur odio pharetra, libero elit viverra id risus. Leo eget mattis donec neque a quis, nunc nulla, imperdiet arcu. Vel sapien libero, convallis augue,
+</p>
+<p>
+Amet litora fermentum purus commodo proin facilis. Justo eget. Consequat phasellus sit velit id nascetur cras, per montes. Nec lobortis vestibulum aliquam dolor etiam. Dis quia ut distinctio nihil dui ridiculus, in luctus metus. Praesent sem fusce rhoncus rhoncus doloribus. Nunc facilisis luctus lectus lorem urna adipiscing, nec sed nec proin tortor pellentesque, magna velit feugiat donec integer wisi, lorem hendrerit lorem. Sollicitudin quis, sed at orci vestibulum sit ut lacus, lobortis suspendisse nascetur, et vivamus maecenas hendrerit suscipit nisl. Pretium quam vitae imperdiet sed diam nullam, amet arcu id, ut eleifend massa lacinia amet ut. Eu vivamus mauris feugiat, pellentesque wisi, mus sociis rutrum urna sed, leo fringilla leo justo ut nibh non. Nulla elit augue augue velit, mattis sem. Non volutpat, sem sodales natoque ornare consectetuer elit, dictumst et condimentum justo faucibus urna, venenatis risus vehicula, ipsum vestibulum aliquam leo at et.
+</p>
+<h2> blah blah what a boor #</h2>
+<p>
+Iaculis est ipsum. Felis nunc amet nec consectetuer orci nec. Sem vehicula sed magna. Fermentum donec vel blandit nulla, neque mi tellus pellentesque posuere, quam fringilla maecenas. Wisi platea turpis nisl adipiscing lorem amet, velit phasellus amet nam, nunc et
+</p>
+<p>
+eget erat erat. Convallis dignissim aliquam ut platea risus neque. Fusce vel praesent consectetur malesuada sagittis malesuada, metus dolor id venenatis lacus, nunc metus sem nec ipsum, quam mauris, duis libero felis interdum cras eros ad. Pellentesque sociis venenatis consectetur.
+</p>
+<p>
+Netus ante vel, sem nulla, feugiat enim. Tellus ac, volutpat sapien, elementum eget at cras vestibulum nam dolor, fringilla a sit quam. Quam proin, elementum ad ipsum sit. Suspendisse magna, maecenas commodi, quis praesent leo.
+</p>
+<h3> blah blah what a boor #</h3>
+<h4> blah blah what a boor #</h4>
+<p>
+Diam scelerisque in lectus dolor, pede cupiditate. A massa aliquam, amet at habitasse in porta. Donec viverra aliquam porta proin dolor lobortis. Eget nulla enim dictumst, id tristique est adipiscing, urna lacus morbi venenatis, habitasse in eros, aliquam vel ac posuere. Suspendisse nullam, enim feugiat lorem, ligula vehicula ut pharetra elit, felis lectus, ornare justo in commodo purus.
+</p>
+
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+---
+title: An Angry Post
+description: >
+ Temper. Temper. Temper.
+created: !!timestamp '2011-01-01 10:00:00'
+tags:
+ - angry
+ - thoughts
+---
+
+{% mark image -%}
+
+![Airport]([[!!images/airport.png]])
+
+{%- endmark %}
+
+{% mark excerpt -%}
+
+To complete the character-study of Mr. Worple, he was a man of extremely
+uncertain temper, and his general tendency was to think that Corky was a poor
+chump and that whatever step he took in any direction on his own account, was
+just another proof of his innate idiocy. I should imagine Jeeves feels very
+much the same about me.
+
+{%- endmark %}
+
+So when Corky trickled into my apartment one afternoon, shooing a girl in
+front of him, and said, "Bertie, I want you to meet my fiancée, Miss Singer,"
+the aspect of the matter which hit me first was precisely the one which he had
+come to consult me about. The very first words I spoke were, "Corky, how about
+your uncle?"
+
+The poor chap gave one of those mirthless laughs. He was looking anxious and
+worried, like a man who has done the murder all right but can't think what the
+deuce to do with the body.
+
+"We're so scared, Mr. Wooster," said the girl. "We were hoping that you might
+suggest a way of breaking it to him."
+
+Muriel Singer was one of those very quiet, appealing girls who have a way of
+looking at you with their big eyes as if they thought you were the greatest
+thing on earth and wondered that you hadn't got on to it yet yourself. She sat
+there in a sort of shrinking way, looking at me as if she were saying to
+herself, "Oh, I do hope this great strong man isn't going to hurt me." She
+gave a fellow a protective kind of feeling, made him want to stroke her hand
+and say, "There, there, little one!" or words to that effect. She made me feel
+that there was nothing I wouldn't do for her. She was rather like one of those
+innocent-tasting American drinks which creep imperceptibly into your system so
+that, before you know what you're doing, you're starting out to reform the
+world by force if necessary and pausing on your way to tell the large man in
+the corner that, if he looks at you like that, you will knock his head off.
+What I mean is, she made me feel alert and dashing, like a jolly old
+knight-errant or something of that kind. I felt that I was with her in this
+thing to the limit.
+
+"I don't see why your uncle shouldn't be most awfully bucked," I said to
+Corky. "He will think Miss Singer the ideal wife for you."
+
+Corky declined to cheer up.
+
+"You don't know him. Even if he did like Muriel he wouldn't admit it. That's
+the sort of pig-headed guy he is. It would be a matter of principle with him
+to kick. All he would consider would be that I had gone and taken an important
+step without asking his advice, and he would raise Cain automatically. He's
+always done it."
+
+I strained the old bean to meet this emergency.
+
+"You want to work it so that he makes Miss Singer's acquaintance without
+knowing that you know her. Then you come along"
+
+"But how can I work it that way?"
+
+I saw his point. That was the catch.
+
+"There's only one thing to do," I said.
+
+"What's that?"
+
+"Leave it to Jeeves."
+
+And I rang the bell.
+
+"Sir?" said Jeeves, kind of manifesting himself. One of the rummy things about
+Jeeves is that, unless you watch like a hawk, you very seldom see him come
+into a room. He's like one of those weird chappies in India who dissolve
+themselves into thin air and nip through space in a sort of disembodied way
+and assemble the parts again just where they want them. I've got a cousin
+who's what they call a Theosophist, and he says he's often nearly worked the
+thing himself, but couldn't quite bring it off, probably owing to having fed
+in his boyhood on the flesh of animals slain in anger and pie.
+
+The moment I saw the man standing there, registering respectful attention, a
+weight seemed to roll off my mind. I felt like a lost child who spots his
+father in the offing. There was something about him that gave me confidence.
+
+Jeeves is a tallish man, with one of those dark, shrewd faces. His eye gleams
+with the light of pure intelligence.
+
+"Jeeves, we want your advice."
+
+"Very good, sir."
+
+I boiled down Corky's painful case into a few well-chosen words.
+
+"So you see what it amount to, Jeeves. We want you to suggest some way by
+which Mr. Worple can make Miss Singer's acquaintance without getting on to the
+fact that Mr. Corcoran already knows her. Understand?"
+
+"Perfectly, sir."
+
+"Well, try to think of something."
+
+"I have thought of something already, sir."
+
+"You have!"
+
+"The scheme I would suggest cannot fail of success, but it has what may seem
+to you a drawback, sir, in that it requires a certain financial outlay."
+
+"He means," I translated to Corky, "that he has got a pippin of an idea, but
+it's going to cost a bit."
+
+Naturally the poor chap's face dropped, for this seemed to dish the whole
+thing. But I was still under the influence of the girl's melting gaze, and I
+saw that this was where I started in as a knight-errant.
+
+"You can count on me for all that sort of thing, Corky," I said. "Only too
+glad. Carry on, Jeeves."
+
+"I would suggest, sir, that Mr. Corcoran take advantage of Mr. Worple's
+attachment to ornithology."
+
+"How on earth did you know that he was fond of birds?"
+
+
+[My Man Jeeves by PG Wodehouse][MMJ]
+
+[MMJ]: http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/8164/pg8164.html
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+===
+title: BASIC blog full text feed
+extends: atom.j2
+listable: false
+===
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+===
+title: BASIC blog excerpts feed
+extends: atom.j2
+excerpts_only: true
+listable: false
+===
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+---
+title: A Happy Post
+description: >
+ Smile. Laugh.
+created: !!timestamp '2011-02-01 10:00:00'
+tags:
+ - happy
+ - thoughts
+---
+
+{% mark image -%}
+
+![Airport]([[!!images/airport.png]])
+
+{%- endmark %}
+
+{% mark excerpt -%}
+
+Lady Malvern was a hearty, happy, healthy, overpowering sort of dashed female,
+not so very tall but making up for it by measuring about six feet from the
+O.P. to the Prompt Side.
+
+{%- endmark %}
+
+She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had
+been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight
+about the hips that season. She had bright, bulging eyes and a lot of yellow
+hair, and when she spoke she showed about fifty-seven front teeth. She was one
+of those women who kind of numb a fellow's faculties. She made me feel as if I
+were ten years old and had been brought into the drawing-room in my Sunday
+clothes to say how-d'you-do. Altogether by no means the sort of thing a
+chappie would wish to find in his sitting-room before breakfast.
+
+Motty, the son, was about twenty-three, tall and thin and meek-looking. He had
+the same yellow hair as his mother, but he wore it plastered down and parted
+in the middle. His eyes bulged, too, but they weren't bright. They were a dull
+grey with pink rims. His chin gave up the struggle about half-way down, and he
+didn't appear to have any eyelashes. A mild, furtive, sheepish sort of
+blighter, in short.
+
+"Awfully glad to see you," I said. "So you've popped over, eh? Making a long
+stay in America?"
+
+"About a month. Your aunt gave me your address and told me to be sure and call
+on you."
+
+I was glad to hear this, as it showed that Aunt Agatha was beginning to come
+round a bit. There had been some unpleasantness a year before, when she had
+sent me over to New York to disentangle my Cousin Gussie from the clutches of
+a girl on the music-hall stage. When I tell you that by the time I had
+finished my operations, Gussie had not only married the girl but had gone on
+the stage himself, and was doing well, you'll understand that Aunt Agatha was
+upset to no small extent. I simply hadn't dared go back and face her, and it
+was a relief to find that time had healed the wound and all that sort of thing
+enough to make her tell her pals to look me up. What I mean is, much as I
+liked America, I didn't want to have England barred to me for the rest of my
+natural; and, believe me, England is a jolly sight too small for anyone to
+live in with Aunt Agatha, if she's really on the warpath. So I braced on
+hearing these kind words and smiled genially on the assemblage.
+
+"Your aunt said that you would do anything that was in your power to be of
+assistance to us."
+
+"Rather? Oh, rather! Absolutely!"
+
+"Thank you so much. I want you to put dear Motty up for a little while."
+
+I didn't get this for a moment.
+
+"Put him up? For my clubs?"
+
+"No, no! Darling Motty is essentially a home bird. Aren't you, Motty darling?"
+
+Motty, who was sucking the knob of his stick, uncorked himself.
+
+"Yes, mother," he said, and corked himself up again.
+
+"I should not like him to belong to clubs. I mean put him up here. Have him to
+live with you while I am away."
+
+These frightful words trickled out of her like honey. The woman simply didn't
+seem to understand the ghastly nature of her proposal. I gave Motty the swift
+east-to-west. He was sitting with his mouth nuzzling the stick, blinking at
+the wall. The thought of having this planted on me for an indefinite period
+appalled me. Absolutely appalled me, don't you know. I was just starting to
+say that the shot wasn't on the board at any price, and that the first sign
+Motty gave of trying to nestle into my little home I would yell for the
+police, when she went on, rolling placidly over me, as it were.
+
+There was something about this woman that sapped a chappie's will-power.
+
+"I am leaving New York by the midday train, as I have to pay a visit to
+Sing-Sing prison. I am extremely interested in prison conditions in America.
+After that I work my way gradually across to the coast, visiting the points of
+interest on the journey. You see, Mr. Wooster, I am in America principally on
+business. No doubt you read my book, India and the Indians? My publishers are
+anxious for me to write a companion volume on the United States. I shall not
+be able to spend more than a month in the country, as I have to get back for
+the season, but a month should be ample. I was less than a month in India, and
+my dear friend Sir Roger Cremorne wrote his America from Within after a stay
+of only two weeks. I should love to take dear Motty with me, but the poor boy
+gets so sick when he travels by train. I shall have to pick him up on my
+return."
+
+From where I sat I could see Jeeves in the dining-room, laying the
+breakfast-table. I wished I could have had a minute with him alone. I felt
+certain that he would have been able to think of some way of putting a stop to
+this woman.
+
+"It will be such a relief to know that Motty is safe with you, Mr. Wooster. I
+know what the temptations of a great city are. Hitherto dear Motty has been
+sheltered from them. He has lived quietly with me in the country. I know that
+you will look after him carefully, Mr. Wooster. He will give very little
+trouble." She talked about the poor blighter as if he wasn't there. Not that
+Motty seemed to mind. He had stopped chewing his walking-stick and was sitting
+there with his mouth open. "He is a vegetarian and a teetotaller and is
+devoted to reading. Give him a nice book and he will be quite contented." She
+got up. "Thank you so much, Mr. Wooster! I don't know what I should have done
+without your help. Come, Motty! We have just time to see a few of the sights
+before my train goes. But I shall have to rely on you for most of my
+information about New York, darling. Be sure to keep your eyes open and take
+notes of your impressions! It will be such a help. Good-bye, Mr. Wooster. I
+will send Motty back early in the afternoon."
+
+They went out, and I howled for Jeeves.
+
+"Jeeves! What about it?"
+
+"Sir?"
+
+"What's to be done? You heard it all, didn't you? You were in the dining-room
+most of the time. That pill is coming to stay here."
+
+"Pill, sir?"
+
+"The excrescence."
+
+"I beg your pardon, sir?"
+
+I looked at Jeeves sharply. This sort of thing wasn't like him. It was as if
+he were deliberately trying to give me the pip. Then I understood. The man was
+really upset about that tie. He was trying to get his own back.
+
+"Lord Pershore will be staying here from to-night, Jeeves," I said coldly.
+
+"Very good, sir. Breakfast is ready, sir."
+
+[My Man Jeeves by PG Wodehouse][MMJ]
+
+[MMJ]: http://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/8164/pg8164.html
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+---
+title: A basic blog
+extends: listing.j2
+default_block: test
+listable: false
+---
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+extends: blog.j2
+default_block: post
+listable: true
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