Has anyone seen the senior editor?

Hey, what ever happened to me, anyway … or, as Ronald Reagan once said, “Where’s the rest of me?”

Note that Reagan actually spoke these words long before he became the nation’s favorite “just remember the good times” President.

Well, I’ve been busy. Here is the Top Ten list, with room for a dozen more.

10. Keeping up with the conclusion of the baseball season and the beginning of the playoffs. My Oakland Athletics were eliminated early, but just wail ‘til next year.

9. Watching all 16 hours of the Ken Burns documentary, “The War,” and concluding that in spite of the epiphanies and rare color footage, the series was a noble but flawed effort, in desperate need of editing, and in the end, something that failed to live up to the premise.

8. Listening to the reformed Crowded House’s elegiac “Time on Earth,” yet another nearly perfect pop rock album from Neil Finn and Co., an preparing to spin the new Springsteen.

7. Scientific sampling of Progressive Pints as the annual NA Confidential/NABC Harvest Homecoming parade party approaches (see NAC on Friday for the unveiling of this year’s official party slogan).

6. Noticing that my cheeks were wet at the conclusion of the incredible German film, “The Lives of Others,” which is available on DVD. Get it and watch it now. (Thanks, Ed).

5. Assisting my business partners in what amounts to a company-wide reorganization as we make preparations to expand.

4. Examining the floor drains, roofs and load bearing walls in downtown buildings (see the preceding). My only regret is that for us to achieve our goals, we’ll have to enrich either Steve Price’s or Dan Coffey’s council district. Perhaps we can be gerrymandered into Jeff Gahan’s 6th?

3. Reeling in shock and suspicion as erstwhile entrenched ideological opposites make seeming gestures of reconciliation. Ready for another quote from the Gipper? “Trust, but verify.”

2. Doing the chronological math in an effort to determine whether Coffey actually could be Joe McCarthy’s unclaimed love child. The resemblances are to striking for the two to have evolved independently, don’t you think?

1. Honing my credentials as a card-carrying atheist, communist, hedonist and (gasp) pagan in preparation for crawling into a local politician’s bed and giving the Luddites, know-nothings and wannabeens another well-deserved conniption fit.