Wisdom
"So when did you lose your virginity?"
I just moved into a house in Palo Alto, only to discover that most of my roommates are rather young. Like, last-year-they-were-living-in-the-dorms young. I get stuck in a lot of conversations about sorority girls and frat parties, dorm housing, and other things I fail to relate to. I didn't realize, however, that I was going to get asked about my sexual history.

"Um," I said, to buy time as I searched the dust-filled attic of my geezer brain, unable to recall the first time I slept with somebody. "Over ten years ago?" I ventured with uncertainty.
I vaguely remember days when virginity seemed to matter. Over the years, however, the interesting question has changed from 'when' to 'how many.' And by this point in my geezer life... that gets hard to keep track of.
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Advice for youngsters:
As the wise house elder, I like to impart wisdom on my little roommie proteges, as they are so innocent and unknowing. "Drink this beer!" I demand, shoving alcohol into their youthful hands. "You won't recover well from binging when you're 29. So drink your alcohol NOW!" No one slacks on their drinking chores in my house.