Michael got into acting after appearing in a McDonald's commercial while in college.
Michael loves to do impressions. He had the chance to use the skill on Guiding Light's 70th anniversary episode, where he played both an young boy and an old man. He can mimic everyone from President Jimmy Carter to Guiding Light co-star Jordan Clarke.
Michael studied acting with Stella Adler and Larry Moss in Los Angeles, and with William Esper in New York.
Michael once worked as a door-to-door salesman.
In 1985, Michael was nominated for a Daytime Emmy in the category of Outstanding Younger Actor in a Drama Series.
Michael appeared in a public service announcement for the Save Babies Through Screening Foundation.
Michael starred in the stage production of Scars in Los Angeles. He also co-wrote the play.
Michael: I work out just about every morning or at least three or four days a week. I do a 45-minute circuit training with dumbbell free weights, about 10 minutes of ab workout, and about 30 minutes on a bike. I also try to do yoga once a week.
Michael: I'd love to be a writer, you know? A playwright.
Michael: (On former co-star Grant Aleksander) He was so generous, patient and supportive with me. Grant is a very selfless actor. When he gets into a scene with me, he is always trying to find a way to go to my strengths because, as actors, we are sort of different. Grant is a technician. He is very meticulous. He is always trying to find a way to make it the best it can be.
Michael: (On taking over the role of Rick Bauer on "Guiding Light") It's very difficult to replace someone. I was a wreck anyhow, so getting through the first week-and-a-half was tough.
Michael: I'm constantly just cutting up. That's the thing; I don't take anything seriously.
Michael: As I've gotten older, I'm not terribly comfortable doing love scenes. Of course, you're not 20 years old anymore and I don't look the same.
Michael: (Talking about his show, "Guiding Light") I remember in the old days, Grant [Aleksander, ex-Phillip] and I used to wear the Speedos at Cross Creek. We'd be standing there talking about Beth and Mindy, and the camera would be right at crotch level, and I'm thinking, 'I am 160 pounds of pale, flabby flesh and I'm standing next to the statue of David.' Talk about an inferiority complex.