Has your dust settled from last week's fallout -- the WYSP-gone-talk jawn? Good. We at Icepack Inc. said this'd happen aaages ago -- like back when Howard Stern announced he was getting Sirius -- that Infinity would drop rawk for tawk. We even foretold hair club president David Lee Roth's ascension. Real Nostradamus shit. We also knew the date Rick Mariano'd get snagged, the plot to Saw 2 and that Death Cab for Cutie sucked: We're good like that. (The whole Howard Eskin/Phillies GM campaign? That level of stupidity we never saw coming.) "It just means there's more rocking for us to do," says Joey Odorisio, one of Y100rocks.com's overseers, about WYSP's on-top trim. He and all the Y100 guys had better do more rocking now that they're moving into 1619 E. Passyunk, new HQ of Heyday Entertainment -- bookers of Khyber, North Star and stuff. My prediction for next week: That we'll be talking about Clear Channel selling back all the regional bookers they bought out and what that means heyah. … This week's a funny one already. I'm not just talking about the Daily News' story on Philly cops getting blowjobs from male prostitutes at Fort Mifflin. (In our continuing bout with borough-dom, maybe The Fort can be our Fire Island!) I mean funny on purpose. Helium's got four days (Nov. 2-5) with Philly dog Paul F. Tompkins of Mr. Show and Best Week Ever. Philly's Improv Festival's got two days -- Nov. 4 and 5 at 2111 Sansom -- and its gangbang of locals (Killer Pussy, N Crowd, ZombieShark) plus Upright Citizens Brigade. And The Minor Prophets kamikaze-launch tons of new material, live and video'd, at Bar Noir, Nov 7. "But don't call us improv," says filmmaker/sketch artist Brian Gillin with mock snootiness. "All our junk is scripted." OK OK!… WHOWHATWHERE: Laughs ensued as Jerry Lewis, rather than read from Dean and Me at the Free Library, launched into dozens of one liners, several eruptions of "hey laaadies," teases toward his host ("I'm not used to working with another guy," Lewis told the library's Andy Kahan, who interrupted Lewis' interruption) and old guy commentary about rock 'n' roll. "It's a pain in my ass," said the nutty professor. Blocks away at Four Seasons, Peter Boyle, my fellow West Catholic alum, was swatting away fans who wanted to talk about Young Frankenstein. I think he just wanted to grab his Shining Star award from La Salle and go home. Cheap: Scarlett Johansson didn't buy anything at the Penn Museum's Women's Auxiliary Committee Treasures jewelry show last week. Cheap, too? Did Eve find anything she liked while hosting the Convention Center's Philly Fashion Expo? We hear the brightly highlighted shag of Jon Bon Jovi blinded diners at Capital Grille last week. … Want some Mongolian BBQ, the PUMA way? That's where you, like celeb endorsers King Britt and Lady Alma, make your own sneaker, laces, leathers 'n' all. Head to 1505 Walnut before Nov. 6 and create-while-u-wait (OK, two weeks) yer PUMA kicks. And don't make a wack all-black pair. Phil Moore Brown's Gravy Thomas'll dog you forever. … Hey punks: Joey Mahoney is throwing a post-H'ween "Mr. P." all-Japan gig with action-comic-punk's Peelander-Z and Portugal Japan Nov. 4, at Abilene. … Like your rrriot-rawk closer to home? Red-red-red Amy DiCamillo's Undergirl -- now a trio -- debuts new material at Khyber Nov. 3. … Having just finished recording Four on the Floor at 1935 Studio (due Jan. '06) Jukebox Zeroes are playing my fave day in NYC -- WFMU's record fair at Desmond's Tavern, Nov. 5 (433 Park Ave.). … Painter/ex-Bonehead Tim Bowen finished three singles under two different noms de punk -- Frankie & the Avalons and The Crystal Ball Breakers. They're recorded with Byard Lancaster, Nancy Falkow, hubbie/wife team George Manney and Su Tears and we like 'em all. But we recommend the son-beating/done-drinking/Plastic Ono-like rocker "Just a Little Boy." Write

. … Sammy Town and his b-mates in hardcore legends Fang (Landshark/Where the Wildthings Are is a must for faux-hawkers) are living in Philly and the subject of the next project by documentary filmmaker Josh Goldbloom (Heroin Town). … Going for that lost Pulsations market? There's a new new waviness to World Café Live, like the Naked Eyes/Knack show Nov. 7, hosted by The Sex Dwarf DJ Robert Drake. And the scary Hifi House's anniversary bash with The Hooters Nov. 16. Bring melodicas and asymmetrical shirts, all you zombies. … Judge Frank Palumbo Jr. won't be landlording a new strip joint at 13th and Locust. The East of Broad Improvement Association finally killed the Signatures/Pure Gold boob-filled megaplex. Gayborhood forever! Yay. Call the cops at Fort Mifflin. … Sadly, Gregg DiPipi is leaving his GM post at Glam, his position as the conscience of the Licensed Beverage Association of the Entertainment District of Philly and his keyboard-playing role in Liquid Engineer. He's heading to Vegas for good. DiPipi -- son of Palumbo's bandleader Carmen D -- doesn't want to stick around to see Philly bars torn down by smoking bans or after-hours joints destroyed by 24-hour casino-gambling. So he's "heading into the sun" to get all Jimmy Caan-like. We love you and we'll miss you, man. And not in a Fort Mifflin way.