"M" Magazine sat down with world famous rodeo clown and entertainer, Kenny Petet recently behind the scenes at the Mesquite Championship Rodeo. Kenny wowed us with his

Knowledge of the Rodeo and his ability to multitask. He is bright, funny and entertaining while he explains every facet of his profession to the Publisher of the Mesquite Magazine. Afterwards, Kenny sent the magazine this time line of his day. We know you will see his wit and charm within his words. Here is that timeline...

My name is Kenny Petet. I am the rodeo clown at the Mesquite Championship Rodeo and I have worked at Mesquite for 11 years now. In that time I have become involved with a number of facets within the professional rodeo. I am going to take you through a timeline of a typical Friday night during rodeo season. In addition to being the Rodeo Clown at the rodeo, I am also the owner of the chuck wagon races and the souvenir photo bull at the rodeo.

Fri: April 13th, 2007

(Yes, Friday the 13th)

5am...Alarm goes off... hit snooze.

5:05...Alarm goes off...hit snooze again.

5:10...Alarm goes off... wife threatens to hit me with alarm clock if I don't get out of bed.

5:15...I head out to barn with a cup of coffee and 5 dogs...not all of them mine. My wife and I have a lot of rodeo friends so there is always someone at my house on their way from one rodeo to another and all of them seem to have at least one dog. This weekend we have two bullfighters, the soundman from the rodeo, a bull rider and a rodeo marketing agent. We don't have kids but we don't need any, our house is loud enough as it is... Feed my wife's 2 barrel racing horses and the 16 horses we rotate for our chuck wagon races.The horses always eat before we do.

6:15...It would figure ...my clown barrel is the wrong color...! fought bulls at an event during the week that had a different sponsor than the rodeo and I have to change the color and the signage on the barrel.I completely spaced that off until right now.

6:16...Dang! I don't have the right color of spray paint for my barrel, 40 cans of spray paint on a shelf in my barn and not one is the right color, good thing Wal-Mart in open 24 hours...

6:17...On my way to Wal-Mart with another cup of coffee, my Basset Hound, Kate in the passenger seat along with a mild case of panic.This day isn't getting off on the right foot but that's the great thing about rodeo cowboys, we are eternal optimists so I figure the day can't go anywhere but up!

7:00...Got the paint and about 19 other things, no one can go to Wal-Mart and just get one thing.

7:05...Whataburger... I love Whataburger, all rodeo cowboys do, and the food is cheap, hot, good, and available 24/7. With our weird schedules we can always get something to eat. .order the #7, Taquito, hash browns and coffee... (Do you see a coffee theme here?) Basset Hound steals the hash browns; I have to watch her closer. 

7:30.. .Paint barrel, check on wagon horses, go in the house... my wife cooked breakfast, whoops, I can't tell her about Whataburger, she will want to know why I didn't wait for her to cook, (she is a great cook). I take breakfast tell her I'm going to eat outside, and feed most of it to the Basset Hound. She is getting fat (Basset Hound, not my wife).

8:00...Catch the wagon horses, these little horses are pretty high strung and they make a game out of NOT letting us catch them, but with perseverance and horse treats we get it done. 

8:30... .Wash wagon horses....it has rained this week so they are covered in mud and dirt, they love to roll in the mud.

10:30... Horses are done and tied to the fence and drying in the sunlight. The horses are clean, now I am dirty. Take shower, dress, put on cowboy clothes.

11:00...Hook up the trailer load horses. Load clown barrel, paint is still kind of tacky, but it can dry on the way to the rodeo.

Noon... I show up at Mesquite Rodeo. We only live 25 miles East of Mesquite so the drive isn’t that bad. I unload the horses, unload my clown barrel. The stock contractor shows up so I help him unload the Bulls and bucking horses. I’m not sure that it is fair that I help take care of the animals that will be trying to smash the guts out of me later. The Stock Contractor loves it when I get run over or smacked in the barrel... ...I think he needs psychiatric help.

1:00...Go to lunch with the Stock Contractor, Jim Gay. His dad is Neal Gay, Neal started this rodeo 50 years ago and has turned most of the stock issues over to his sons Jim and Pete. they love to see me get run over but I count them and their families as some of my best friends, Rodeo is a family sport and you make friends in this business that you will keep the rest of your life.

2:00...I go upstairs to the rodeo offices and see if they need anything from me...I spent two hours last night with a local TV station at the rodeo, we shot promos and breaks for their show, so I talk to the public relations guy and make sure everybody is happy......He reminds me that CBS 11; the local affiliate wants to shoot some video clips for their 4:00, 5:00, and 6:00 pm newscast. I will have to put make up on early and be charming, witty and funny....No problem.

3:00... .Meet the guys from channel 11

4:00...Shoot video clip

4:10...I call my wagon drivers, make sure they are on their way and go check the wagons, make sure all the horse tack and wagons are ready. Check the horses again, make sure they are ready as well.

5:00... Shoot second clip

5:10...Put the signage on my barrel. I use stickers that are premade. My endorsement  contracts are important; they represent a portion of the financial rewards in this business I need to make sure the barrel is ready. :

6:00...Shoot third clip for CBS 11.

6:10...Setup the Souvenir Photo Bull. My wife, Nicole, runs that part so I just need to make sure that everything is clean, set up and ready to go.

6:30...Gates open, the Photo Bull is up and running, my wagon drivers are working on tacking up the wagon horses and I have a minute to go behind the chutes and talk with the guys in the back. It takes a large number of behind the scenes guys to put this event on every weekend. Most of them you never see. I tell some bad jokes and they pretend to laugh. I think they just laugh so I will go away.

7:00... .I go to my trailer. I put my makeup on again for the third time today.... (I feel like one of the Pussycat Dolls). I go through my file of jokes and try put together a bunch that will flow....my job is kind of like Jeff Foxworthy's only he doesn't have 2000 Ibs. of mad hopping hamburger trying to punch holes in him while he is telling his jokes.

7:45... .I go get my pony and get in line to ride in the grand entry. The Shetland pony I ride belongs to Jim Gay's 10 year old daughter Summer, I lease the pony, Peanut, from her. She charges me a case of beef jerky a year and she brings him to the rodeo for me.

8:00-10:00. SHOWTIME. After the grand entry we start with the first section of bulls. I don’t get hit in the barrel, but I do get chased and the crowd laughs at my first two jokes. That is a good sign. I fool around with the kids in the calf scramble and the mutton bustin. The second section of bulls is awesome, the bulls really buck, the cowboys are riding well and I am KILLING them with the jokes. Everything I say seems to be funny and that doesn’t always happen, but I am on a roll so I just go with it. The last bull hits the barrel so hard it gives me a black eye.....I go sign autographs with a black eye.....my wife laughs at me.

10:45... .My wife puts up the photo bull, I go take my make-up off and we go put up the ponies in the back pens and feed and water them. My wagon drivers help and we go over the two wagon races that night and make sure we don't need to make any adjustments.

11:30...I AM POOPED...my wife and I drive home. She actually thinks I was kind of funny tonight. High praise seeing as she has already heard every joke I have about a million times.

12:30am....GRILLED CHEESE with Tomato a tradition, my wife cooks one for us most Friday nights.

1:00am...Bedtime at last. I lay awake for awhile and think about the rodeo, which jokes worked which ones didn't, how the wagons ran, and how the hired help worked out and the photo bull....I better sleep, we have another performance tomorrow and I've got to start over in 4 hours.