...Flash... I just hear things were fine, until Smokey Mc Guiness was hired to paint the bricks off the loop.... He got the low bid and did his 'scotish' best (I am of that decent)....Thinned out the paint with turpentine and went to work...Just about done, a summer in Indiana thunderstorm came up and washed the 'thinned paint' off the side of the 93.9 brick building...Then thunder clapped and lightning struck and Smokey fell to the burm of the interstate and yelled out to God; "What are you tryin' to tell me, Lord?"...... God, in a voice like Charelton Heston says; "Repaint! Repaint! And "THIN" no more!" Thus, the management in shock and fear consider any format, but the Warm/Fuzzy one on the air at present time....