February 12th, 2005

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Poochwater

I went and saw Poochwater at Theatre Passe Muraille. Damn funny play. A war vet attempts to return a wallet, finds the wallet owner not home, and breaks a picture in the process of putting the wallet into the apartment. So he sits down to write a note of apology, but can't remember what his name is to sign. The rest of the play is him trying to figure out who he is, with the help of an apartment dweller who puts him under citizen arrest when he finds him in the flat.

The theater is in the Queen Street West neighborhood of Toronto. Or something like that. It's a couple miles of Broadway essentially. Quite cool actually. A little more run down than Broadway though.