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Dear Jon Hamm,

Your penis has been getting a lot of attention lately. There were some pictures of you and your lovely girlfriend Jennifer Westfeldt, and everyone couldn't help but notice what a lovely, um, package you, uh, had-- and not the shopping bag you were holding.

Many of my internet compatriots have taken to analyzing the pictures to determine whether or not these pictures are real or, you know, Photoshop.

We propose that you let our resident merry mad man of McMayhem ask you a question he recently posed to a lot of people in Los Angeles: "How's Your Dick?" Seems appropriate. You should watch the video and let us know. There's even an accidental guest appearance by pro skateboarder Ishod Wair! Yes! It was entirely unintentional! Just as unintentional, we suppose, as you inspiring an entire single serving Tumblr with your wang.

So, think about it. That's all. Let me know. I live at My Damn Channel. I can make these things happen. Or you can tweet me @mariaalana, if you'd like to have the conversation take place in a completely public forum. Doesn't really seem like you have anything to hide.

Sincerely,
Maria

I lost my Oscar.

I don't know where it is! I'm so embarrassed I don't know what to say.  I mean, here I am winning an Oscar for Best Picture of the year, and then the next thing I know Clooney's giving me my eighth shot of anisette and my mother's calling Jenny because Vi shit the bed again or something and bingo-bango my Oscar is missing and the Los Angeles police doesn't seem to give a damn.  

When I realized it was gone last night I cried a little bit, though I don't really remember it.  I do remember that f***ing little princess Anne Hathaway yelling in my face about how she was picked most likely to succeed in high school and how it is totally coming true, and also how Devito was cracking me up talking about his penis but I can't - remember - where - my - Oscar - is.  This sucks.  I earned that Oscar!  It's mine!

Oh well, maybe the Academy will get me another one.  I still have the one I won for writing with Matt, but this one is cooler - I mean, would you rather win an Oscar with Matt Damon or George Clooney?   Kind of a no brainer, though Matt's cool, don't get me wrong, but he only has a single Oscar and I have two - well, I've won two but like I said, I lost the one last night.  

That doesn't change the fact that I didn't win it, though!  And that's enough.  Jenny says that's enough.  And I think it is, I just wouldn't mind having the Oscar, the actual thing, but whatever.  I had a fun night.  Maybe it'll turn up.  Regardless, I am truly blessed.  I have to call and thank everyone for making last night so special and maybe throw a brick through Anne Hathaway's window because she sucks.

Bye bye, diary!

Sincerely, with love,

Two-time Academy Award Winner,

Benjamin Affleck

Everyone wants to see Jonah Hill movies these days. Is it because he was an Oscar nominee for Moneyball? Is it because the idea of Jonah Hill in the big-screen remake of the TV show that first introduced audiences en masse to Johnny Depp is too intriguing to ignore? Is it because he's known now as "Skinny Jonah Hill?"

We're going to assume it's because his performance as Jennifer Westfeldt's blind brother in an early episode of Wainy Days was so compelling that it created huge public demand for more. Because OF COURSE IT WAS.

1. The Olympics are over. The USA had more medals than any other country. The closing ceremony felt like one really long Annie Lennox video, which was actually pretty fun, until we learned that Great Britain considers Jessie J a national treasure, which, frankly, is really disappointing.

2. The Jeremy Renner era of the Bourne franchise was compelling enough to knock The Dark Knight Rises from the top spot in the weekend box office.

3. Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux got engaged! Finally, America's favorite spinster can be really really really really really happy. On another note, we assume that since their romance heated up on the set of Wanderlust, David Wain must be really good at helping people find true love. We smell a matchmaking reality series!

4. Miley Cyrus cut off all her hair! Well, not all of it, just most of it. And it's platinum blonde! I can't be the only one who hopes this is all part of her master plan to get a Legend of Billie Jean remake greenlit.

5. Shark Week 2012 started on Sunday! And Shark Week is 25 years old! You'd think that by now people would be tired of Shark Week, but, no. People love sharks. Except for people who have galeophobia- a word we learned in an episode of Daily Grace. The more you know!

Dear Diary,

It's me, Ben.  Haha oh wait, I keep forgetting you don't have to do that.  This is my diary, so who else would it be?  I can be such a shmendrik sometimes, it's unbelievable.  

Well anyways, diary, my loyal friend, I just wanted to spend today talking about Jenny.  It's Valentine's Day, and I spent all day with her.  Loving her, praising her, laughing with her… I love her so much, I don't know what I'd do without her.

I remember when I met her on the first day of production on Daredevil.  She walked onto the set and yelled, "I'm fucking hungry!" and went over to the craft service table straight for the corned beef and I thought, "Now THIS is a woman."  So I started to walk over to the table to talk to her but before I could get to her Colin Farrell made his move.  Next thing I know she's laughing wildly, touching his arm… I was already heartbroken.  I had fallen in love with her at first sight, just like in the movies.

Being the romantic that I am, I immediately went into a tizzy and retreated to my trailer for some cigarettes and a Bayer, hoping I could just clear my head and stop crying before filming began in an hour.  

I decided to call Matt.  He's my BFF and he just has this way with girls that I envy - I mean, he got a number, how do you like them apples, LOL!  So I told him how Colin was being a big jerk and ruining my chances with Jenny Garner and I rambled on and on until Matt stopped me and said, "Hey, man.  I don't wanna hear any of this sad sap baloney.  You're Ben Affleck.  Was Colin Farrell in Pearl Harbor?  Was Colin Farrell in Bounce?  No.  He was not.  YOU were.  Now, get out there and win that woman's heart!"  

And that's what I did.  I slammed down the phone, downed three shots of drambuie, went back onto the set, walked up to Jenny, looked Colin in the eyes and said, "Get the fuck out of here."  Then I pushed him down to the ground, turned around and planted a big kiss right on Jenny's mouth.  BOOM!  We've been together ever since.  

I still can't believe that was 10 years ago.  Every day with Jenny since then has been amazing, absolutely amazing.  I am the luckiest guy on the planet.  She is my angel.  I love her.  I love her, I love her, I love her!  Happy Valentine's Day, indeed! 

Your Pal,

Ben

Daily Grace and Beth Lynch, sitting in a tree, C-O-M-M-E-N-T… ing on Comments!

Who doesn't have a lady crush on Grace? Other than the dudes that have a crush on her… other than that though, total lady crush.

Great comment Beth Lynch! Great comment!

1/14/13

Dear Diary,

So. Hung. Over.  

Haha, OMG, last night was one of the best, craziest nights of my life!  I didn't just win one Golden Globe, I won two!  How amazing is that?

So the night started pretty much like you'd expect.  A little blow in the limo just to get the feeling right; I only do that kind of thing before big awards shows nowadays, unless of course I'm hanging out with Damon.  They don't call him "China White" for nothing.

The red carpet is always the same.  I hate it.  I know I'm an actor and I should be used to the attention but I don't, I just don't.  Too many eyes on me.  I get uncomfortable.  I sweat.  I have dark thoughts.  Thank god I have Jenny with me.  I don't think I could have bared the prying eyes any longer if not for my beautiful angel protecting me on that red carpet.  I love you, baby.

But once I'm inside the hotel, I come alive!  All my friends are there, the Mike's Hard Lemonade is flowing, and I'm feeling groovy!  Not worried about winning or losing at this point, just looking to have a good time and catch up with friends I haven't seen in a long time.  I mean, how often do I get to make fun of Anne Hathaway with Jennifer Lawrence?  Hathaway's mouth is freakin' huge, LOL!

And then the ceremony starts and Tina and Amy totally are killing it and next thing you know Jodie's speech is totally confusing me and I'm hoisting a best director statue!  So thrilling.  Like, of course I said that winning doesn't mean as much as being mentioned in the same breath as the other directors nominated but we all know that's a load of bullshit.  You play to win the game, simple as that.  Maybe DeNiro will start taking my calls now that I've finally won a globe.  

More Mike's Hard and kisses with Jenny and then Argo wins best picture.  The best.  Night.  Ever.  Standing onstage with all of those talented people looking at all of the drunk A-listers applauding me is like standing atop Mount Olympus as Zeus bathes you in the golden tear drops of Helen of Troy.  Boner city, LOL.

After that we went to the after party and I don't even think I can even write down an account of the debauchery that transpired.  Let me just say Clooney doesn't always get naked, but when he does, you KNOW it's a good night.  And then let me say John Goodman doesn't always get naked, but when he does you know we're heading to White Castle sooner than later.  I know, so Hollywood, right? ;)

Okay I need to take some Advil and get in the hot tob with my Golden Globes.  It's been so amazing.  I love the me that I am.  I love Jenny.  I love movies!!!!  Haha, ok, ok, bye for now diary.

Yours,

Ben

PS - Arkin's head isn't the only thing that's bald :-p

1/10/13

Dear Diary,

Jennifer tells me not to worry but I am mad.  The Oscar nominations came out today and I didn't get nominated for Best Director!  Snubbed.  I mean, Argo was nominated for Best Picture and I'm proud of that - but I wanted to be nominated for Best Director!  It just kind of hurts that the Academy didn't think my work was worthy of a nomination - and also, I dunno what they're playing at, but that guy Michael Haneke was nominated and he isn't even an American - and neither is Ang Lee!  What's up with that?  I'm American, born and raised.  I'm from BOSTON, damnit!  I think the Academy should show some respect - Jenny agrees with me on this, too.  She's the best :) Hi, baby! I know you're reading this!

Damon came over with some Mike's Hard.  We sat in the den and talked about the Oscars and then Matt popped in Good Will Hunting again…Always the bridesmaid, never the bride, I guess.  I mean, we both wrote the script, but I wasn't "Will"; I wasn't the star, I didn't get nominated for Best Actor, Matt did.  It's OK though, he means well.  Jenny reminded me that Matt's new movie Promised Land got bad reviews and that made me feel a little better.  I know he's my friend, but sometimes I can't help but smile when a movie of his tanks a little, LOL. 

After that I kinda just hung out around the house for a while.  I'm trying to learn how to play "Hold On Loosely" on the guitar but I just can't get it.  The chords hurt my fingers and I got frustrated so I just stopped and went to the computer and played Bejeweled while a "Cheers" re-run played on a tv in the background.  Eventually Jenny came in and gave me a hug and that made me feel better, so I got up and the two of us went to an ice cream parlor to get sundaes.  Unfortunately a dude with a camera was there trying to get pictures of us so I had to pull a knife on him (don't worry, I didn't have to stab him).

Somehow, Jenny and I were able to sneak out the back and we drove up to our favorite lookout spot in Malibu. As the sun set, I held my likable and charming yet still-able-to-kick-some-a** actress wife and couldn't help but wish I were holding a best director academy award statue instead. Sorry, baby. I know you're reading this :(

After about 40 minutes we were ready to head home and now here I am writing this entry.  All and all it was an OK day.  I didn't get nominated for Best Director but there's always next time.  And who knows, maybe we'll win Best Picture!  I have to count my blessings. 

Your friend,

Ben