First off, this story is better than anything I can think of, as it involves both poop and Jennifer Lopez. 

In other news, I'm revising my opinion of the Rosie O'Donnell blog.  Once you get past the fact that everything looks like haiku with the wrong number of syllables, it's actually pretty interesting.  She seems like a nice lady overall, and every once in a while she comes up with something hilarious, like:

i did a dyslexia benefit last night
i mis read the invite and ended up on the wrong floor

Or how about this paragraph:

michael jackson in his pj's made me cry
why has mario quit american idol?
the shick intuition razor is the best invention
since the tampon multi-pack

Beat that, Emily!