Welcome to the Heist, boys

Glad you all could make it, welcome to The Heist, our online headquarters. It may not have the comfy chairs our last headquarters had but at least we won't have my mom interrupting us and asking us if we want cookies and milk, thats just not what a dignified Heister does!
Here you'll be debriefed and orders will be given. I want at the minimum a weekly update. If something happens, I want to be the first to know. If the school of Music sneezes, I want to know. If Dr. Walders trips, first put it on youtube, and then tell me. If any other A Cappella group so much as warms up you betcha I'm gonna know their starting pitch.
You have your specialties. You have your mission. Now go for it. April 12th will be here sooner than you think. Something big is coming boys, and JMU won't know what hit 'em. We're gonna be back with a vengeance!

For those of you who are not part of our illustrious group, welcome. You are about to be witness to one of the most epic A Cappella concerts JMU has ever seen. There is a reason JMU thinks The Madison Project is so dangerous, we just rock way too hard. If you want to be witness to this historic event. Be there and be prepared to have your face literally rocked off. It'll be worth it. Be at Wilson Hall on Saturday April 12th at 8:00.
Are you in?

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Sunday, April 6, 2008

The Word is Definitely Out

Gentlemen, the word is out on campus. My colleague and I laid down the tags at key campus locations so that everyone who is in will know the central meeting point and date.............Wilson Hall, April 12. These posters and fliers around campus should spark interest in those who are on the fence about undertaking a truly impossible feat. Little do they know, we need as many bodies as possible to fill those seats on April 12. The heist can't go down without our backup, our last line of defense, our final allibi: "We were just entertaining these fine students of JMU" we will say as we sneak out the back door, past the guards, through the tunnels and into the night after a face-rocking performance and a mission accomplished.

Of course those who know me, I love to count my chickens way before they are even layed. Lord give me the strength, the perseverance. I couldn't bare to have my family visit me behind bars........I can't let that happen.

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