It was easier when you couldn't catch anything that couldn't be cured with a shot. When the pill was new, and available at Planned Parenthood to almost any chick that wanted it. When "Free Love," was the mantra, and if you were into the hippie lifestyle, experimentation of all kinds was in vogue, and sleeping with someone seemed as natural as waking up in the morning. (yes, rimmy, that's a great time to have sex, isn't it? And damn, the kids do complicate things.) I miss those days. I know it wasn't like that for everyone back in the mid-late '60's and early '70's, but it was for me. I loved my life back then, and I was loved... a lot, and I returned it. Music, sex, experimental lifestyles. It was groovy. Sure, life-altering decisions were made, but when have they not been, at that age? We chose our path, or the path choses us. Life is really a mixture of both.
It'll be hilarious if a guy gets the jackpot by using one of the many cheesy pick-up lines at the bar/club... But I'll jump off the cliff afterwards
