There has been no shrine only to Snorkledorf in the world (probably). Until now!

He spent his youth as a breakfast cereal spokesfreakie in the mid-'70s, and like many things from the 1970s he spent most of the 1980s shut up in a box. These days, the gracefully aging blue plastic being resides in Japan, near Kobe, on the bookshelf above my Mac. He spends his time contemplating the picturesque view of scenic Mt. Rokko.

Mr. Dorf's vitamin-and-mineral-enriched past may be further explored at the following sites:

The mothership:

And also:
Rich D.'s Quicktime VR Snorkledorf! (A truly worthwhile use of technology if ever I saw one.)

There are other sites out there too, but just do a web search on your own just like I did and you can find 'em for yourself. What fun!

Note: Rumors of Mr. Dorf's involvement in a long-term relationship with Goody-Goody, the only other survivor from my collection of Freakies freebies, are pure speculation. Although they continually sit together on my shelf, neither party has commented on the issue, being plastic.