Path: bloom-picayune.mit.edu!snorkelwacker.mit.edu!americast.com!americast.com!americast-post Newsgroups: americast.twt.life From: americast-post@AmeriCast.Com Organization: American Cybercasting Approved: americast-post@AmeriCast.com Subject: Headline Article Date: Mon, 26 Oct 92 14:37:03 EST Message-ID: \SE D;LIFE;MERRIE-GO-ROUND \BY Merrie Morris \CR THE WASHINGTON TIMES ELECTORAL FOOTNOTES: George Bush is far and away the front-runner in one poll: the Dr. Scholl's Foot Race to the White House Index. Figures released Friday put the prez ahead of Bill Clinton 260 foot-hours to 215 - or 21 percent. Ross Perot lags behind with a mere nine hours. A foot-hour is an hour in which a candidate is campaigning - on his feet. Riding in limos, buses or trains, sitting in TV studios or lounging around hotels don't count. * Marilyn Quayle spends plenty of time on her feet. An avid jogger, she now takes to the road on her Rollerblades. People magazine reports she likes to zip around the Naval Observatory grounds adjacent to the veepal mansion. It's so much safer than Massachusetts Avenue. POLITICAL ANIMAL: Foot-hours or no, it's looking bad for the Bushes when the latest numbers show first dog Millie lagging in the polls. Morris the Cat, a presidential candidate himself, conducted a survey of more than 500 voters Saturday in Atlanta to get their preference for "first pet." Socks, the Clintons' cat, was favored by 46 percent, Millie by 38 percent and canine Annie Perot by 15 percent. The survey had a margin of error of 4 percent. Count it a day for Southern fat cats. TOOT YOUR OWN HORN: Bill Clinton look-alikes (self-described, anyway) will be wailing away at Sam & Harry's look-and-sound-alike contest tomorrow night. Shades and a version of "Heartbreak Hotel" required. The judges: Martis Davis, principal of Duke Ellington School for the Performing Arts; Ward 2 Council member Jack Evans, who knows nothing about sax but loves his candidate Clinton just the same; and Erin Bilbray , head of the Democratic National Committee's Saxophone Club. Said club is the DNC's version of the Young Republicans. For $250, you too can sport the gold lapel pin in the shape of a sax. THE WAY HE IS: Success doesn't deserve top billing; love does. So says Marvin Hamlisch in his "collection of recollections," as he calls his book, "The Way I Was." Musical success came early, if not easily, to Marvin. At age 6, he was the youngest student ever admitted to New York's Juilliard School, thanks to his professional musician father. But he was so miserable he threw up before every exam. He survived school to do what he wanted - write show tunes. He won three Oscars for the score of "The Sting" and, two years later, a Tony and a Pulitzer for "A Chorus Line" - all before the age of 31. But he was going home every night to an empty house. And a few years later, after writing the musical flops "Jean" and "Smile," he wasn't even particularly successful anymore. There's a happy ending here, though. Marvin Hamlisch, now 48, found true love. Her name is Terre Blair. They met on the phone; he proposed to her through a locked door at their first in-person meeting, before he'd even laid eyes on her. That was more than three years ago. "[Marriage] is the best. You know that expression, 'Get a life?' Well, I had to get a life. I'm very contented, very happy. It's made my life worthwhile." He's on the road, telling his story. He was at the Four Seasons hotel last night, signing books to benefit the Holocaust Museum. Tonight he performs for the Smithsonian's Resident Associates Program, musing about his compositions as he performs them. All those recollections add up to one thing, he says. "Success only breeds success, not happiness." Got a hot scoop? Call Merrie at 202/636-3228. This article is copyright 1992 The Washington Times. Redistribution to other sites is not permitted except by arrangement with American Cybercasting Corporation. For more information, send-email to usa@AmeriCast.COM