Michael King
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My name is Michael King and I am currently living in Pueblo, CO. I enjoy writing, television, movies, and video games as well. I try to seek joy in the finer things of life and that's why I am here.
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The Day
Today is the day. No one thought it would ever come, yet time has brought us here. The news outlets keep blabbering on and on. I turn off the television and turn on some music. I turn on orchestral music radio and walk outside. The sun is rising. Today the low is 20 with a high of 97. As I feel the warmth wash over me, I smile. Sunlight has brought the new day in with a beautiful tempo as the climax to the 1812 Overture plays in my ears. I pick a rose from the bush pressed against the wall of my house and breathe in its soothing aroma. I look around. It appears I am the only one awake. I decide to take a walk. The park across the street is filled with cobblestone paths and the best beaches money can buy. The dome shape and the glass on the wall refracts just the right amount of UV rays so that you can swim and feel the warmth of the sun without the burn that is usually accompanied with it. I go to the park, a perfect 82 degrees with a light ocean breeze and the smell of animatronic fish reminding me of how the ocean should feel. I check the interface and I change my clothes perfect for a morning at the beach. I wade into the comfort of the lightly chilled, perfectly salty water. The breeze washes over me bringing a slight chill as I walk against the back current up to the sand where a server bot greets me. “Sir, would you like to sit at the overlook today, we are at our peak hour, 11 AM, yet we are nowhere near capacity. You are the only one here, sir. May I show you to your seat and offer you a beverage?”, I take a soda from its selection, grape, my favorite flavor. I crack it open as the beautiful scenery around me, birds, ocean, and sunlight offer perfect harmony on the most outstanding of mornings.
By Michael King5 years ago in Futurism
Bygones: A New Year
It can be said that 2020 was the year that broke us all. In February of 2020, I was engaged, I was going to the gym three times a week, and I was doing my best to work two jobs and finish putting myself through college. By May I had gone down to one job, became single, struggled a bit with alcohol, and slowly brought myself back into the realm of mental stability, even getting a therapist to help me work through some of the issues I was going through, all the while, maintaining full-time enrollment through the Summer and Fall semesters. You could say that I threw myself into work of any kind to get my mind off of losing my engagement as a casualty to COVID-19, and also working longer hours due to higher demand for fast food, as I was working at both Pizza Hut and Sonic Drive-In at the start of 2020.
By Michael King5 years ago in Motivation
Hell's Kitchen: Better them than me
There is nothing that makes me feel better after a long day of studying and delivering groceries than hearing Gordon Ramsay call people "donuts" because the Hell's Kitchen chefs underprepare meat and forget to bring him the lamb sauce. Even further, it is such a wonderful opportunity for me to watch other people be miserable while I sit back, drink my Capri-Sun, and enjoy a microwaved butternut squash soup that Gordon Ramsay would highly disapprove of. This week the punishment for the losing team in the team challenge, which happened to be serving brunch to newlyweds who actually got married while they prepared the kitchen to cook their meals, was to prepare 600 cupcakes for the newly-weds that they just served brunch. Watching Marc and Declan yell at each other is cherry on top of those cupcakes. The way they clash with each other is like watching a chihuahua run in circles around a bulldog who cannot seem to be bothered. In case you were wondering Marc is the Chihuahua and Declan is the bulldog. Topping off the episode for the week is the sheer joy I feel at watching others get whipped into shape by Ramsay himself. For this season, all eyes are on Nicole. She comes in with the least amount of experience, but even after a few mistakes in the first episode she seems to really be coming in to her own and had a wonderful spot this week where she showed her fellow team member, Brittani, how to properly cook the fish at her station, even when it was not necessarily a requirement for her to do so, which shows tremendous leadership skills. Although her other teammates underestimate her, she seems to be showing that she may have what it takes to go the distance, and I really hope she does. After all, this show is about getting your name in the spotlight and taking advantage of a rare opportunity to work with some of the most familiar chef names in the world. While the episode closes off with Brittani leaving Gordon Ramsay’s farewell message was nicer than most, showing that while he does not believe she is ready, he still had good feelings about her as a person. For me, this show is such a guilty pleasure because I get to watch dreams come true. Also, every season, every single one, has a person that we as the viewers love to hate, and while that may be different for everyone, it is a perfect reason to get involved in all of the chef’s journeys as they make there way through pressure cooker that everyone who has ever watched Hell’s Kitchen knows so well. Between brutal punishments, such as removing pounds of mushrooms from the logs they were grown from, and the luxurious rewards, such as getting to visit the location of the prize restaurant, which the winner will be the head chef of, there is so much to enjoy about Hell’s Kitchen. While it is important to note that the prize is 250,000 dollars, it is even more important to note that the money is a salary. The opportunity is to earn a dream job, and I definitely understand why the punishments are so brutal and why Chef Ramsay is so harsh in the kitchen. After a long day in the books and lecture videos, it is a refreshing change of pace to watch these people get put through the ringer and to know that at least for someone a dream is coming true. When you sit down to watch this guilty pleasure be prepared for a wild ride, and for the love of god, do not forget the lamb sauce!
By Michael King5 years ago in Humans
