Greetings, hootchies, and welcome to another edition of Manor Music Monday, today with added oomph! and hotch-cha! Oh, and a visit to your local AA meeting and local sanitarium. What does that mean? You'll definitely want to know, so make sure to sashay over the Manor's newest nightery, "Midnight Salami" where DJ Li'l Scratch will be playing some very snazzy tunes by a gal who went through it - and how! - and triumphantly lived to tell.  And now, behold the lady who put the "yum" in "dayum!" Yes, it's Lillian Roth, the wowza actress and singing star who hit it big in the early 1930s in several Hollywood movies, like the delirious " Madam Sin ." She began her road to success years earlier on Broadway, in concert halls, and in the Ziegfeld Follies, like their 1928 "Midnight Frolics" show, which she performed in as a not-so-demure 18 year-old: Then it all came crashing down. Big time. There was the sudden death of her fia...

Welcome, fellow trollops, to the latest edition of "Who's This Week's Thirstiest Ho?" Today's trio are drier than a months-old dead opossum on the side of the road, s o they need all the moisture they can get. First up, we have Richard Dreyfuss , a phlegmatic, has-been actor who happily engages in "consensual seduction rituals," as he cheerfully termed it after being accused of whipping out his gherkin to a barely 20 year-old female writer in a studio trailer . "I remember my face being brought close to his penis,” said the writer. “The idea was that I was going to give him a blow job. I didn’t, and I left.” Those writers, so uptight.  Swing, baby, swing! But maybe don't swing when it comes to Richard's son, Harry , who in 2017 claims that his penis was groped and fondled through his pants when he was an underage teenager by none other than  Kevin Spacey,  all while an unwitting Richard was in the same room. The company you keep, amirite? On...