DEAR READER

Author and editor Walter Isaacson made an appearance on The Daily Show last year to plead the case for the continued survival of print periodicals.

He insisted the newspaper was the victim of poor timing. Had we started with glowing screens and evolved to newsprint, the invention of a hard copy of relevant information would have been heralded as a modern marvel. But alas, the novelty of a medium where you can draw mustaches on the photos is lost to us amid our unceasing arrays of iWhatevers.

With the launch of digboston.com, we have a place to show you the tons of great stuff we couldn’t print, because of some combination of space or time. (Like when designer Scott Murry broke down the structure of every Creed song ever written in emboldened reverence.) But we still have a commitment. What you hold in your hand is the best goddamn thing we can give you, and we want you to read it. On your commute, your commode, wherever.

Now (hardcopy folks only!) cross out “Patrick” at the bottom of this and write “fart.” Go on, do it. See? “J. Fart Brown.”

It’s the little things.

J. PATRICK BROWN | JPAT@DIGPUBLISHING.COM