You guys, I hate to even admit this. But sometimes I intensely miss “Glee.” Not necessarily the “Glee” that became “Glee.” But the “Glee” before it was totally “Glee.” You know, the potential of “Glee.” I’ve now said “Glee” approximately 2,017 times in span of less than four sentences, for which I deeply apologize. It is in no way my intent to bring up any post-“Glee” traumatic stress disorders (PGTST, for short). In summation, what I think I’m really trying to say is, damn, I miss Heather Morris dancing. I miss it a lot.