a totally mushy, godawful song that eptimizes how rotten popular music was in the late 70s. It was recorded by Debby Boone and supposedly spent 10 weeks on top of the charts. It is now used as an "inspirational" song at Fundamentalist church services. Now no one else wants to even remember it. Overhyped corporate teen country rubbish queen Leann Rimes covered it on one of her forgettable disposable albums of trash in the late 90s or early 00s. For a real good "Jesus song" check out "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" by the Irish rock band U2. That song is from the heart and is not a piece of corporate garbage.
I saw a fundie "religious service" one Sunday when I was in the Army. The crowd was shouting, chanting and shaking their fists into the air. They were clapping, hooting and hollering like nobody's business. Then someone noodled on a piano and they all sang that horrible number "You Light Up My Life". Then there was cheering and alot of "AMEN"s and "HALLELUJAH"s. Oh the horror! I expected to see someone in a black shirt with a swastika armband to step up to the podium. It was so sieg heil.
When you have to pee in a movie but don’t want to miss anything, and must do the following mental equation: will the amount I have to pee cause enough discomfort to diminish my attention capacity for the remainder of the movie to an extent which is greater than the amount of the movie I would miss by making a mad dash to the restroom.
I saw Satantango last night, wonderful film but by the 5th hour I had to start doing pee calculus.
Short-hand for the word floccinaucinihilipilification, meaning the estimation of something as valueless (encountered mainly as an example of one of the longest words in the English language).