Yes, that’s a posable astronaut doll and he is picking my nose.
The only explanation I can offer is that, when our family packed up our truck-top camper every Christmas to leave the frozen north on our annual vacation to southern climes, my brother and I would ride in the part of the camper over that hung over the front of the truck because there wasn’t enough room in the cab for all four of us. We were up there for days. We had to find some way to amuse ourselves.
This Is Drivel 