Blake Farenthold, the congressvarmint from Corpus Christie and Donald Trump devotee just lost his crazy mind.

Farenthold had a heartbeat of sanity sneak up on him.  Farenthold was the biggest supporter of building the wall against Mexico until a reporter asked him last week: “Should the president put aside his plans to build the wall and fund it for now?”

After stuttering around for a bit, Farenthold, imitating a sane person, replied.

“So should the president put aside his plans to build the wall and fund it for now?” she replied.

“Again, I think, we,” Farenthold stumbled before continuing definitively. “Yes, there is a simple answer to that question is yes.”

“There’s enough going on in Texas,” he added, “the contractors that might be building the wall would certainly be better served helping rebuild Houston.”

I was shocked to hear that, but I don’t think I am near as shocked as Farenthold. I imagine that Trump will try to fire him before tomorrow.

Thanks to Judy for the heads up.

Paul Manafort’s notes during the June 16th meeting with the Trump campaign and the entire federation of the Russians has the word “donations” written precariously close to the word “RNC.”

Or, did he?

NBC News initially reported that the notes contained the word “donation,” but a spokesman for Sen. Charles Grassley, R-Iowa — the chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee, whose staff has reviewed the notes — disputed that the word “donation” appears. The two sources who initially provided the information then said that the word was not “donation.” One said it was “donor,” and another said it was a word that referenced political contributions, but that source declined to be more specific.

Okay, so that’s Manafort’s defense?  It says “donor” and absolutely does not say “donation.”

Baseball analogy.  A player with a bat in his hands standing at home plate is called a batter, not a hitter.  You can only be a hitter once you hit the ball.  However, once you hit the ball, you got a hit, you hit a single, you put it over the fence, you brought in two runners, you successfully bunted, you dropped it in the sweet spot, whatever you call it, the player becomes a hitter when he leaves the plate.  You become a donor when you … give a donation.

My friend Pam still says that Manafort is the key.

We have a little Mom and Pop food establishment / caterer / food truck / in my hometown of Richmond.  They are the goodest people I know.  They cook like grandma, except better.  They are M&M Southern Creole Kitchen.

They are feeding people – people in shelters, first responders, people who are land-locked and running out of food, volunteers.  They are trying to feed 2,000 people this weekend.  Their loyal local customers are supporting them as best we can because we believe in them.

This takes money and they need help to do this again today, tomorrow, and as long as it’s needed.

I trust them with my money and you can, too.  There is no middle-man here.  Every penny that comes in goes toward food.  $5 will buy someone’s lunch and a big glass of iced sweet tea.

You can donate by clicking right here and scroll down until you see DONATE.  You do NOT have to have a Pay Pal account to donate.  There’s a place for a note on the donation form.  Tell them where you are from and that you’re a friend of Don and Susan Bankston so they won’t think you’re some troll.  They know who we are because Don loves their fried chicken.

Thank you. Houston gets all the help and often it’s the small towns surrounding Houston that get forgotten.

Thank you again!  This chef-in-training needs some more fresh veggies to cook.

Okay, here’s the deal.  There’s a mess of stuff on my mind this morning, so here goes.

Remember how I told you that the Brazos River was going to crest on Wednesday morning and that’s when I’d know if I was going to flood or not?  Then it became Thursday afternoon, then early Friday morning.  I was too tired to wait it out so when my feet hit a dry floor this morning, I started singing the Hallelujah Chorus using my bedside table as drums.  Scared the crap outta Bubba, who assumed I was in labor or something.

Then I checked the local police department to see how high the river got when it crested.

Damn.

The river, they are saying, now won’t crest until …

So, the way I see it, this is Texas so we are bound to have a drought before the river crests so I’m just holding out for it.

And we are up to our necks in water but it doesn’t matter much because you can’t breathe the air above the water.

Yes, Houston is having an Ozone Action Day.  That means we have both hell and high water.

And there is no climate change.  None.  All this is just because we are heathens and need more prayer.  How do I know that? Because the Texas Secretary of State – who is appointed by the Governor – says so.

Quebec’s Minister of International Relations Christine St-Pierre called [Secretary of State Rolando] Pablos  to express her sorrow and condolences on behalf of the people of the Canadian province. She also offered equipment and manpower.

Pablos turned it down. Instead he asked for “prayers from the people of Quebec,” the minister relayed.

Look, Rolando, you damn fool, that was an answered prayer.

Thanks to everybody for the heads up.