Ladies and Gentlemen, meet Maki, a Japanese Flight Attendant who swooped into our midst this morning at 7th and Montana, intent on learning a little English. "Hello," she said, "I am living in Santa Monica this month, renting a Messy House on Georgina Avenue." "Hmmm," said Kathy, "If you're on Georgina maybe you're renting the same house as Ron Howard. He always rents there." "Who?!?," asked Maki. We tried another approach. "You're living right near Bob Dylan," I said. "Ooooh, Bob Dylan!," she exclaimed, beaming with recognition, "Where?!?" I changed the subject. "Maybe you can help me," I said, "I'm stuck on the Crossword Puzzle. What's a twelve-letter word for 'Hatchery Hutch'?" Evidently, Maki doesn't like Crossword Puzzles. She flew the coop after several minutes but, as luck would have it, I ran into her an hour later, presumably in search of Bob Dylan. "Maki," I'm so happy to see you," I said, "We just finished the Crossword Puzzle but had to guess at 95-Down. Am I correct in assuming that a 'Koto' is a Japanese Zither?" "Ahhh," she replied, "Koto. A very large musical instrument that goes Plink, Plink, Plink." "Thank you very much," I replied, but Maki's mind seemed to be elsewhere. Perhaps she was wondering if Bob Dylan plays the Koto ...!