Comments on: One of the More Interesting Trips with Shel http://www.sheldorftribute.com/2009/12/05/one-of-the-more-interesting-trips-with-shel/ A tribute to Shel Dorf, founder of San Diego's Comic-Con International Thu, 15 Jul 2010 03:37:49 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: David Scroggy http://www.sheldorftribute.com/2009/12/05/one-of-the-more-interesting-trips-with-shel/comment-page-1/#comment-268 David Scroggy Mon, 07 Dec 2009 21:36:43 +0000 http://www.sheldorftribute.com/?p=123#comment-268 It was a red letter day when Shel dumped that rug of his. Like most of his pals, I responded to his "new look" by complimenting him and telling him how much better he looked. I can remember various previous "repair jobs" - not only masking tape as Charlie describes, but also attempts with magic marker to re-blacken the exposed weave. It didn't work- in fact smearing with marker highlighted the contrast. Shel felt liberated when he went "au naturel", and I think the rest of us did, too. I also recall once when the tenants of our little cluster of cottages went early to try to sell our junk at the Spring Valley swap meet. We had to leave really early, and I remember Shel and I had to ride in the back of a pickup truck along with the stuff. It was windy anyway, and between that and riding in the open truck, it was a relentless struggle between Shel and the elements to keep that toupee on his head. It almost flew off a couple of times, but Shel was grappling with it. It was like watching someone wrestling an eel. Shel won that particular encounter, and emerged with hairpiece still in situ. Well sort of- I guess you could say it was "listing to starboard". It was a red letter day when Shel dumped that rug of his. Like most of his pals, I responded to his “new look” by complimenting him and telling him how much better he looked.

I can remember various previous “repair jobs” – not only masking tape as Charlie describes, but also attempts with magic marker to re-blacken the exposed weave. It didn’t work- in fact smearing with marker highlighted the contrast.

Shel felt liberated when he went “au naturel”, and I think the rest of us did, too.

I also recall once when the tenants of our little cluster of cottages went early to try to sell our junk at the Spring Valley swap meet. We had to leave really early, and I remember Shel and I had to ride in the back of a pickup truck along with the stuff. It was windy anyway, and between that and riding in the open truck, it was a relentless struggle between Shel and the elements to keep that toupee on his head. It almost flew off a couple of times, but Shel was grappling with it. It was like watching someone wrestling an eel. Shel won that particular encounter, and emerged with hairpiece still in situ. Well sort of- I guess you could say it was “listing to starboard”.

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