I know middle Georgia from playing baseball as a kid...There isn't much to know. East Cobb feels like the sticks to me. I've been living in New Orleans for the past few years and it's such a different kind of living. I can't say that I understand why people live in most of Georgia. Savannah I understand. Some of these areas with great farmland yeah, I understand a family or something living there. But Atlanta? What the hell made folks say "Hey, let's put terminus down right here. That way, all the railroads will go completely the hell out of the way."
Lawrence, have you tried re-potting him to a larger pot? Sometimes too, a plant will just be happy with the size they're at it seems. I tried getting massive aloe veras for a while. They just did not want to grow beyond a certain size. I love those plants. They thrive on abuse. I had a friend who chewed and he would dump his spit and used tobacco on his own aloes. They loved it... I won't be abusing my plants because they bear tasty fruits and I don't want any of that crap in my tomatoes.
As for the smoking in the atrium experiment, I do it every once in a while at night and so far it is seemingly doing about nothing to visibly harm the plants. Hell, I think they kind of like it. Plants supposedly respond to things like time spent with them and classical music. I like classical, so me and the plants listen together.
Oh God my life has gotten sad. I'm 22. I should be out raising hell. But no. I spend my free time in an atrium with plants, smoking a pipe and listening to classical music. Honestly, it doesn't irritate me the way going out to a bar does. If I want a drink, I can have one...without paying 70 bucks at the end of the night. I don't feel cheated the way paying for gasoline or a movie ticket does. My plants can't flake out on me or be ugly at me (except by dying, but that's a bit dramatic). I guess it's nice because the expectations are so low that I never get let down. Whereas 20-something year old women are flaky and their male counterparts have a tendency to be overly competitive, I don't have to compete or impress anyone. The pipe and the plants do not judge. They simply accept. I guess there's a subtle wisdom in their outlook. They at least make better company than most.