Crazy Taco, or “Dukes Taco Hole,” is my taco preference of the day. 4 carne asada with queso.  My girlfriend’s bike got stolen last week. Yay!  I hated that bike.  I do feel bad because it had a lot of sentimental meaning for her.  Her ex bought it for her.  It was a green Sears Free Spirit 10 speed.  Possibly the worst made bike on the planet, and for him to have chosen it for her just confirms what I already suspected - nooo class.  To give you an idea of how shitty this bike was my gf left it downtown unlocked.  It lasted 3 nights before someone finally stole it.  In her defence she did wrap a cable lock around the bike and the post to make it look like it was locked. Well, needless to say its gone now, and thus begins my favorite part: the building of a new bike.  I am starting w/ a classic 60’s schwinn world tourist 3 speed that has gorgeous lugs and stock fenders.  The gf is very particular about what she will ride so I am making several modifications to suit.  I have other bikes that she could ride in the interim, but no.  She won’t be caught dead on that pos cruiser I keep around.  She keeps saying she just wants another Sears just like her old one but she’ll take this cool-kid hipster bike and like it, damn it!