Well, lets see now - I'm mid 30's moving onto Darn...
As for RPG experience started out with my uncle showing me the joys of gobbo-bashing with D&D Red Box/AD&D in the early-mid 80's. Then I discovered a local art/craft store that sold a few games and miniatures which led into my mid-teen Games Workshop addiction (but then they did do several RPG lines: WFRP, Judge Dredd, reprints of Paranoia, Runequest, etc.). It was also around then that I joined a local gaming club and that really opened my eyes to a variety of roleplaying styes. Then in 1989 one of our club's buy-the-latest-shiney-book fetishists plonked the Big Blue Book of Shadowrun 1st Edition on the table one evening. And after one quick glance at the pre-generated archetypes we had eight newbie runners meeting up in a bar and galavanting off on motorcycles to kill a dragon. That began my the obcession with the Sixth World.
Over the next few years I attended a few colleges and bacame the de-facto Shadowrun GM amidst the other GMs clinging to AD&D Dragonlance and soon after the hot new chick on the RPG block: Vampire the Masquerade. I was also playing in in several hometown groups of friends as well as the college gaming society. That sort of led to the discovery of pubs, girls and LARPing (which to be honest involved beer and girls
as well as roleplying and swinging rubber weapons about!). Through the social networking offered by these groups I soon had contacts up and down the country and even managed to attend a couple of smaller single day gaming events (not quite full-blown conventions). Oh good times indeed.
Then in the mid-90's I got a full-time job which eventually got me free access to the new-fangled internet thingy and thus I discovered the FASA website and forums / Discussion boards. Yeah, Terms - I'm
that BIG BAD BEESTE! (BTW A big heads-up to all of you old timers & FASA-era runners out there.) At this point, I@d moved more into the Earthdawn line and was running at least three groups per week and LARPing most weekends because I now had an income to do it. There was still beer involved and occasionally girls too. Pizza became important too. Towards the end of the 90's I attended my first full-on conventions and boy, I did I wonder why I handn't gone to them before. I even ad-libbed an entire SR scenario at one of the UK GenCons in 3rd Ed and the high praise of my players brought me back into the new 3rd Edition with a vengenance.
Come the new millenium, and I got fed up with the job and dumped it to go travelling around the world. Well, as many of you now know, the world's a small place these days and nowhere's really to far for the BEESTE to pop up on your doorsteps. A huge shout out to you guys & gals in northwestern Gemrany's Rhine-Rhur region and the Scandinavian folks who are all decent, diamond geezers. (I'll be seeing you again sometime soon I hope). Oh, and lets not forget the erstwhile antipodean gamers of UNSW whose regular friday sessions I blatantly gatecrashed for 4 months or so. I think it was the second time in my life that I actually got to be a SR player!
Since my return to Blighty though, I've once more been re-addicted to GW minatures, terrorised several players with Earthdawns Horrors, made many an Old Worlder go insane and burnt them as a witch, oh yeah, I've and even done a spot of writing for the most awesome game ever.

Wotcha there Synner - hope you didn't need too much therapy afterwards.
So, in conclusion: get out there and flaunt your hobby. Have no shame. Enjoy the variety of other gamer's ages, genders, styles, and beverages. And don't forget to conserve your dice, shoot things up, and let the Dragon deal.