I know what I saw

Two things today gave me pause:

1) My drive to work takes me past the Sixth Floor Museum. Often on the weekdays I'll see buses parked on the street nearby. One caught my eye today. "Dood City Schools," it said in bold letters on its side. Chris, I thought you in particular might enjoy this.

2) After work I was out on my balcony, minding my own business, when something human-shaped and flesh-colored passed through my field of vision in the apartment across the way. "Could it be? No, surely not ..." I said to myself. Just after I'd convinced myself it indeed couldn't be and surely wasn't, there it was again -- and moving much more slowly. Yes, it was a nekkid bloke. Walking through his well-lit apartment. With the blinds open. "Sweet fancy Moses! Where are your knickers?!?" I thought. I quickly looked away. Actually, I didn't just look away. I turned around so my back faced the unclothed man. The people in this neighborhood!

Total aside: Have you ever said or written something that seemed amusing at the time and minutes or hours later realized your listener or reader must think you're a silly, depraved and/or bawdy lunatic?