Jacob "Kaizer" Kramer-Duffield (#08)


to resist it is useless
it is useless to resist it

Class: 2002
Major: Politics

High School: Walt Whitman
Hometown: Cabin John, Maryland

Height: 5'11" and ten pence
Weight: chubbin' in at 169
Age: 22

Position: Meat handler
Favorite Throw: No-look, cross-field, inside-out scoober

Ultimate Moment: GLI 2K1: while captaining the B-team, and after catching an up-the-line, hucking it to Robin, who laid out in the last few feet of the end zone and brought it in for the score


AKA:
czar, JKD, JKmuthafuckin'D, JayKay, the eighth wonder of the world , 9 for 12, shitface, Pete Best, George Harrison
Nemesis: the dark recesses of my suffering self


Favorite Drink:
Bell's Special Double Cream Stout
Favorite Drug: Naproxen sodium
Favorite Dromedary: llama
Favorite Parrot: Kea

Dumbest Thing Ever Done: At camp, the Burgundy Center for Wildlife Studies in Capon Bridge, West Virginia. Once as a counselor I was chasing down a disc and, without remembering the 5-foot drop at the end of the field, leaped after a disc into the gravel road. I landed on my knees and palms, didn't catch the disc, bled a little, went numb almost immediately in my left knee and got 5 stitches and a pretty scar.
Most Miraculous Non-Injury: Dropping a full keg on my toe on a Saturday night, walking around on it until Monday, and still not having a broken bone.
Person I Admire Most: (tie) Senator Russell Feingold (D-WI); Marc Racicot, former Montana governor, current Chairman, Republican National Committee

Words of Advice:

He fell down some stairs.
I fell down some stairs.


More Words of Advice:

Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.


And More Words of Advice:
In the world I see; you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You will wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You will climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. You will see tiny figures pounding corn and laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of the ruins of a superhighway.