Ida R. J. Greenberg
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Ida R. J. Greenberg
@irjgreenberg.bsky.social
Animating and laughing at people sneezing. Slowly reconnecting from the bird app
If I were to be maimed in a horrible treadmill accident today, well…
December 3, 2025 at 2:49 AM
Being reminded by a truck that my greatest crime against her was not knowing enough about world culture.
November 22, 2025 at 2:43 PM
Make your neighbors hate you; throw some peas on the floor.
November 16, 2025 at 10:36 PM
Lonely loaf at night
November 13, 2025 at 3:01 AM
If I have to go walking around like a doughnut, so be it.
November 12, 2025 at 11:09 PM
I’m grateful for leaf.
November 6, 2025 at 10:12 PM
Hopscotching in the dark
November 5, 2025 at 4:41 AM
The man standing along the street was as out of place as a chicken in the forest.
November 2, 2025 at 10:25 PM
The optometrists are taking over!
October 11, 2025 at 10:46 PM
Smiling without your eyes
October 10, 2025 at 9:01 PM
The soup cans were never enough!
October 10, 2025 at 1:18 AM
Between the two of us laid a cupcake that resembled a bowel movement
October 3, 2025 at 2:27 AM
And so I said I would mull-et over. And that was the best pun I have ever said.
September 29, 2025 at 10:01 PM
You’re named Portia? So like, the car?
September 29, 2025 at 10:01 PM
She was right; someone does have to get into it. I didn’t agree at the time, but I’ve come to understand.
September 20, 2025 at 7:43 PM
The leaf eating pizza
September 19, 2025 at 4:33 PM
Tsk, tsk, tsk. All that work and for what? To become a bench?
September 13, 2025 at 11:44 PM
“Careful, that’s my wife,” half joked the high school teacher whose chest resembled a door covered by a slightly gaping button-down shirt.
September 11, 2025 at 2:58 AM
Thinking about the cursed word and how I once iterated it to someone, and then wanted to throw up.
September 7, 2025 at 12:56 AM
Fried Egg UFO Overhead
September 2, 2025 at 12:33 AM
Laughing at my gooey nuggets.
August 27, 2025 at 6:50 PM
It’s like the time that he was carried out on a pillow, on display for all to see.
August 26, 2025 at 2:16 AM
There goes Dr. Zira and her carpet bag!
August 23, 2025 at 11:55 PM
She's right! I do get my ya-ya's out by writing.
August 22, 2025 at 5:15 PM
Thinking about the giant crab; sometimes it moves, sometimes it doesn’t.
August 22, 2025 at 4:16 AM