Late last night, I finished Towing Jehovah by James Morrow.

Like the other books by Morrow I've written about here and here, Towing Jehovah is a satire with religious and philosophical dimensions. In this case, God has died and the protagonist, a fictionalized version of Joseph Hazelwood (captain of the Exxon Valdez) is given the job of towing the body from the equator to its resting place in the Arctic. Along the way, he will encounter radical feminists, a mutiny, WW2 re-enactors and an antediluvian island filled with pagan ruins.

Overall, the best of the three books I've read by him, though I enjoyed all three.