Mike's tabernacle of clay is a modest arrangement of limbs and bones, flesh and blood. He is of average height (5'11"/178.5 cm), average weight (165 lbs./75 kg), with blue-green-grey eyes, and dark blonde hair. His mind is like a steel trap, rusted closed, and he can barely tread water for 10 minutes. His ability to tread water is in no way helped or hindered by the shackle of matrimony on his finger. That's just what puts the smile on his face. Of course, none of this really interests anybody, but it's all he can think of to put here. So deal with it.