What in the world am I looking at? This picture really does beg the question. Oh, don't bother zooming in on the eyes, I already tried that, they are far to out of focus. I have been attempting to figure out what I was looking at by a detailed analysis of my expression. It appears to be conditional approval with undertones of mild disgust. These are the things I have posited; 1. It is possible that my wife asked for a foot massage, this is a frequent request and one I am always ready to oblige. However, given the location and her tendency to walk around sans footwear, perhaps a rather uninviting substance (fecal material) was caked to her instep and the camera caught be just as I was processing the information. This seems perhaps a to mild expression for such a thing so I present 2. The five second rule is something I have often taken liberty with over the years. For some food items it can be extended based on surroundings and overall preservative content of the edible substance in question. Example: a PB&J can not be consumed if dropped in virtually any soil, on the flipside a chicken nugget could be lodged in the crack of the rear seat of a mini-van for nearly a month and still be perfectly fine... I know. I digress, so what is more likely is something I was consuming and very much enjoying hit the ground and was in less than prime condition. The part of my brain that knows better than to consume the item was most likely grappling with the side of my brain that is most often in control pushing for the "can't be that bad, give it a shot" way of life.