Last night I had a hard time falling asleep because I thinking about how, at that very moment, Ben Affleck could be searching for his keys. I kept imagining Jennifer Garner placing little Violet into the high chair while Ben looked frantically under books and things piled on a table. "Jen, honey," he would say, "have you seen my keys?" She would answer, "Did you check the kitchen counter?" And of course, she would be right, and he would shout, "Thanks, babe, I'll be back later. Love ya."
Do you want to know how I started thinking about Ben Affleck? I was thinking about Bette, the show, not the person. Then I was reminded of an interview I watched with her in which she said that when she made Drowning Mona her daughter thought it was really cool that she got to work with Casey Affleck. Then I started comparing Casey and Ben in my mind, and how neither of them are really that attractive, but Ben's nose sets off his chin whereas Casey has a smaller nose and it just makes his chin appear to jut out even further.
That's how I started thinking about Ben Affleck looking for his keys.
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