You can always count on Penguin for a friendly hug, a smile and a good laugh. He's got a heart of gold.

The first time I met Mike, I asked him why his nickname was Penguin. I didn't know his last name. With a twinkle in those beautiful ocean green eyes, he then told me a story about a terrible car accident he had endured. This accident had left him lame in one leg and with a limp that made him walk like a penguin, which he then demonstrated to me. I actually believed him and felt like an a$$ for asking him, until someone else was kind enough to tell me Mike was yanking my chain. The next time I saw Mike, I had fallen down the stairs at a Vegas Cheese show and cut my foot open. It was halfway thru the last set and I couldnt dance on one foot. So Mike put his arm around me so I could lean on him while we danced. We then spent the evening at the lounge in the MGM drinking White Russians and holding court from a large red velvet couch. Penguins appear to like red velvet. I like Penguins, I love Mike.

peng is my brother from another mother.....i love the man....he is a great host and one of the funniest people i know.....count on this man to keep it real ......always good to see his smiling face and hear his wit......

Mike is an wonderful person. He has a light that shines on so many people. He is always there when you need someone. I met him awhile ago and he took me into his life and treated me like I've always been there. He has helped me through difficult times this past year and I am very thankful that his is there. Beings of love and light are not always easy to find. If you are lucky enough to come across his path, don't walk away. Thank you for all you have done for me and all the others in your life Mike.