Chef and the Team are soaking in all the excitement from his Inauguration. In this month’s entry, Chef shares his inner thoughts on the eve and day and his first steps as Co-Mayor of Pioneertown.
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Dear Diary,
I am writing to you on the eve of my Inauguration. My hope is to follow with an entry after the festivities if I am not howling at the moon all night as cowboys are want to do.
Diary, I won’t life to you, I never can. I am a bit nervous. Not about tomorrow, but about the honor that was bestowed on me by my fwends in Pioneertown and across the globe. I know I will do my very best, but my hope is Diary, that the people and animals of Pioneertown know just how much they all mean to me.
Co-Mayor Sam and I have stayed up many a night chattin’ and gabbin’ but then gettin’ into the realy nitty-gritty of what it takes to be a Mayor of this desert flower. His guidance has been indispensable, Diary and I am so grateful for his friendship. We like so many of the same fruits and vegetables! Lunchtime in the office will be a breeze! But this is where I must say goodnight, Diary. As the morning sun will come early and I have to make sure Bashem is dressed in our matching track suit and ready for the race. Speak soon, Dearest Diary.
Love,
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Dear Diary,
Blello again, Diary! Oh my goodness, what a day! What a night! As I write to you, the soft warm wind of the desert blows through my saloon doos on my wine barrel home. This IS my new home. And it sure feels good.
This day was one for the books, Diary! As seen here! Hehehehe My heart is bursting. From the minute my alarm went off, I was ready to roll.
Bashem and I suited up before dawn. The race was one for the ages. I gave it my all and my all took me to the one mile marker. Pretty good, if I say so myself! Thankfully, the amazing team from the race gave me a Mayoral rescue! After an agua fresca or two, I shimmied into my bespoke Nudie suit from my best friend, Miss Carol, and went out to meet all my constituents.
Everybody in Pioneertown is so welcoming, kind, and real. I loved visiting their shops, listening to their performances, and talking with them about their dreams, their hopes, their visions for the future of Pioneertown and what I can do to make those a reality. It brings a tear to my eye, Diary, that I am so lucky to have a place amongst them. So much more to say, but for now, I only wish to look up at the beautiful stars and to hear the sounds of the desert night.
Thanks for always listening.
Love,
