My Neighbor is Mrs. Tupac

I looked at a bunch of apartments at the city, but everything I saw was small and disappointing and expensive. Then I saw the listing for the houseboat in Craig's list. I went to see it on a lark, with my partner in crime and co-president of Spinster Nation, Andy. I'm not really a Sausalito gal, and probably not a houseboat gal. But it exceeded my expectations. After a long walk down a flower-lined pier, I came upon a light pink houseboat with a green awning. Inside, it was small, but bright, with high wooden ceilings and skylights. There was a galley kitchen with pink marble counters, a large bathroom (again, with pink marble), a sizable office, tons of storage, and two sleeping lofts. It also looked to be built in about 1983, with mirrors lining almost every wall--except for the large closet doors, which were painted with a large, loose sea-faring mural.

After telling me all the great things about the houseboat, the woman who lived there started telling me of the next-door neighbor, the born-again Christian and her mean-sounding minister husband. Apparently they're very unfriendly and no one on the pier likes them. As an aside, she said "You know that's Tupac Shakur's mom, right?"

I was sold.