By Gary Martin
I was never great at sleepovers, even as a kid. So I admire those that can sleep peacefully through the night while the prehistoric bones and stuffed creatures come alive (at least in my mind.)
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Gary B. Martin is an illustrator and animator who has lived on the Upper West Side for more than 30 years. His illustrations appear in the Rag on Sundays, chronicling life in the neighborhood, New York City, and the Universe. See them all here. For a broader range of Gary’s work, including animations and other motion graphics, please visit www.martoons.com
One thought on what the Dinosaur and Whale are whispering about…
Dinosaur : “At least you’re not expected to smile for selfies.”
Whale: “At least you still fit in the elevator.”
Dinosaur: “Do you think they’ll ever grow tired of sleeping bags?”
Whale: “Not before I grow tired of ceiling dust.”
I’m with you Gary. I have enough trouble falling asleep then and now,
No! My hearing aides were out for the night being CHARGED…..😳
I wish they had those sleepovers for old people!!! (Or do they?)
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I think the dinosaur is telling the whale that the poker game has been moved to the planetarium tonight due to the sleep over, lol
That’s the Museum of Supernatural History.
Thats me in the red sleeping bag.
Of course they come alive at night, Gary. Didn’t you see the movie?
i love the thought of the two conspiring! They should sell this as a postcard at the museum.
….and they are paying $250 pp for the privilege of sleeping on a cold marble floor.
It’s fun to think about that whale hanging over the sleeping kiddos.
Whale: “You don’t eat enough?
Dino: “Oh, yeah, well you eat too much, fatso. Lay off the krill.”
I’m sure it’s fun and special but can’t let go of an image of mice running around
I would love to do a sleep-over in the museum…though I’d probably spend the entire night checking out all of the exhibits I haven’t yet visited…